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A woman sits under a tree in a park in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. © Jenne Raub
I travelled to Kyrgyzstan in September, 2014. This is the first of a series of postings of photos from my trip, in which I tour the capital city of Bishkek on Krygyztan's Independence Day.
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This man is doing what he wants, which is exactly what he should. Tomar, Portugal, 2013. Image: jensetgo
I did a major thing on Thursday. I quit my job.
My plan is pretty simple. I plan to travel for a couple months, then freelance in advertising.
No husband, no children, no mortage, no more student loans (huzzah) – if ever there was a time in my life to be free and pursue my dream of travel, this is it. I’m pretty fortunate to work in a field where freelance is common and after nine years in the trenches at some well-known shops, this is the time to go for it. (Yes, you may call it my "Eat Pray Love." No, I have not read the book. Yes, I thought the main character in the movie was the Most Self Absorbed Narcissist Of All Time™. No, I do not aspire to be like her.)
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Do impress your friends by telling them you've slept in a yurt. Like this one, in Jeti-Orghuz, Kyrgyzstan. photo: jensetgo
In life, sometimes the best decisions are the ones we make impulsively. That’s how I found myself in Bishkek, Krygyzstan, about to embark on an overlanding trip for which I was blissfully unprepared and stupidly excited.
To be honest, I had not put a ton of time or energy into researching the trip before booking it. I had been longing to take a trip for a while; I knew I wanted to go somewhere obscure and preferably in Central Asia that would allow me to hike and sleep in a yurt. If there was a campfire and a brilliant sky full of stars to see, well, I would be beyond satisfied.
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Having a cerveza at the Manhattan Martini Bar in Madrid, 2003. This is definitely the kind of photo I would have put on my old blog.
As many friends know, I had a blog back in the heyday of the first blogs, where I chronicled my life as an English teacher living the good life in Madrid, much to my friends’ amusement and parents’ chagrin. I called it “We Have the Most Fun,” named after a rave flyer my friend Asha had given me while we were in high school that hung on the walls of my various rooms at college.
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