Where do you want to travel?
Your journey will lead you to famous domestic and foreign beauty spots.
Your journey will lead you to famous domestic and foreign beauty spots.
Perth, Australia. 2007 to June 2014
I thought my life was heading in the right direction. I had an easy job that paid me well enough to allow me to build a house together with my brother. But over the course of the next few years, I sunk into a feeling of helplessness. A feeling that I wanted to do more with my life, but couldn’t. It was my brother’s dream to own a home, and together we had accomplished it. We all have dreams, things we want to accomplish in our life. For some of us, we achieve those dreams, but for the majority, we let go. We get secure in our comfort zones and we become afraid to step outside of the box. That was what I had fallen into, and I was constantly thinking of ways to get out.
The job I had was unchallenging and unfulfilling to say the least. Don’t get me wrong, it was a great place to work, with great people, but it just wasn’t me. I came to that realisation when I was waking up at midday during the week to go to work. Year after year I was doing the same thing. So I tried new paths to try and place a spark in my life. I always had a creative and imaginative side, so when I first was struck with severe writers block I took up an acting class, and I loved it. Afterwards I gained myself an Acting/Talent Agent and landed a few gigs on commercials and a bit of extra work on TV shows. It helped open my mind and took me away from the average routine of day to day living. But I couldn’t devote the time I needed to try to succeed due to the fact that I needed my income from my boring job to pay the mortgage on my house and the ever increasing payments on bills. At this stage you could be thinking, “Why don’t you just sell the house?” Well, the whole reason why I bought the house is because I would do anything for my family. To them it may not come across that way, but if I could help I would.
In the few years before we even thought to build a house, my brother hit a rough patch. He was living back at home with the folks, trying to find his way in life, like we all are. He’s a great guy, with an unbelievable talent of creating art, designs and images from a single keyword. Him and I had several conversations about building a home together and at the time the Australian government was offering $20,000 grant to anyone who wanted to build a house. We couldn’t do it without one another, and this was a BIG life decision for us. So I moved back in with the folks as well, and we started saving up some money, and through a few trials and tribulations, me and my brother finally had a house of our own.
It was awesome at first and my brother was moving forward with his life. He was in love with a new serious girlfriend, and eventually started his own graphic design business with his friend, which he operated out of the home office. His young son also stayed with us several days out of the week. He was finding his life he wanted. But while he was moving forward, I became stagnant. I had fallen into a routine solely based on paying the mortgage, bills and scraping together enough cash to party every other weekend. My brother was settling down, but that was not what I wanted to do. He had himself, his friend, his girlfriend and his son all living in the house that me and him built, and I was feeling like the out of towner in the back room. It didn’t feel like my house anymore. At the time I felt alienated, but now I realise he was trying to build the same loving and nurturing environment that he and I were so fortunate to grow up in ourselves.
So selling the house was out of the equation. In this time I became a zombie living day to day, wondering if I would ever find my true path. As I mentioned earlier, I tried to break free, by taking up acting, I had also spent nearly half a year acquiring my Personal Trainers certification so I could make a little bit of extra income.
What made it harder was that damn social-media. Every time I was browsing my Facebook feed, I was seeing my friends going on random adventures across the country, or overseas. And there I was, lying in bed, with my laptop, doing nothing with my life. I couldn’t afford to travel, I was living pay check to pay check, and putting on a fake smile when I went out, hearing my friends talk about how they are living the life they want, going travelling and making me feel envious that I couldn’t do the same. A friend of mine from work even said to me, “Why don’t you just do it?” Exactly. Why didn’t I just do it? From that point on, the seed was planted. I had begun research on where I would like to travel around the world. I had bought a world map and posted it above my bed, and marked the cities and destinations I would like to visit. Still there was one thing standing in my way, money, and I didn’t have any.
By this stage my brother had married his love and had put another bun in the oven. She was pregnant. With everything that was happening, I was feeling more out of place, and it was a situation that can only be resolved one way. My brother and I had a discussion. We both knew that he had found his life, and it was time for me to find mine. We decided the best thing was for him to buy out my share of the house. The wheels were set in motion. We had hired a finance manager to help us, and we agreed on a settlement. Don’t get me wrong, there was some back and forth, and it wasn’t an easy and straightforward process. But his wife had helped in a big way. Turns out she had a little bit of savings put aside for a rainy day. This was that day. If it wasn’t for her and my brother, I wouldn’t be on the other side of the world writing this right now.
So it was finally done. I had the money from my share of the house, I had sold off a lot of my belongings, handed in my resignation to work, and told my personal training clients that I was shutting up shop. It was quite exciting that it was finally all happening. When I had told one of my friends a few years back that I was planning to do it, he didn’t believe that I would go through with the idea. I was one of those people, who always wanted to venture out of the box, but never did. But this was my time. Everything was falling into place. I was so excited when I actually started booking flights, tours and accommodation.
I caught up with a bunch of my friends, threw a going away party and said my goodbyes to those who I wouldn’t be seeing again for quite some time. It hadn’t really hit me until my last family lunch. Mum, Dad, my brothers and their families had all gotten me gifts for me to remember them by. My eldest brother and his family gave me a symbol of Saint Christopher, to always keep me safe on my journey. My second eldest, who I shared the house with, and his family gave me a top of the line travel wallet to keep everything safe, and my parents and wrote me a heartfelt note that read:
“OUR SON ANTONY
Our son is a wonderful blessing, a treasure from above.
His laughter, warmth and special charm.
His thoughtfulness and love.
Our son brings a special joy that comes from deep inside and
As he grow into manhood, he fills your heart with pride.
With every year that passes, he is more special than before.
Through every stage, through every age, we love him even more.
No words can describe the warm memories,
The pride and gratitude too
That comes from having a son to love and cherish
Just like you
Have a safe and wonderful adventure as you see the world for the first time. We hope you find what you are looking for. We are so proud of you. Love Mum & Dad.”
And as I sat in my parents’ living room, staring at these gifts, and those kind words, I realised that I had finally taken a big step outside of the box. That I wasn’t going to see my family and friends for a very long time. And I couldn’t help but shed a few tears over what had brought me to that point. I had been so lucky in life to be born into a loving family. I had been lucky to be raised with compassion and kindness. My mum and dad did everything in their power to give me and my brothers a good life. I had also been lucky enough to have two older brothers who looked after me. I had been lucky that I built the house with my brother, because without those years of living pay check to pay check, I would not be in the position I was in to buy a plane ticket and go travel the world. Those gifts mean so much to me, that I still keep them safe to this day, along with my first plane ticket out of Australia.
So now I look back, and the only thing that ever stood in my way from doing the things I wanted was myself. I was too afraid to say yes. Too afraid to step outside of my comfort zone. To see what life is like without a plan. I am so glad that I had made the decision to travel. It broadened my horizons, and my mind and gave life new meaning. And when June 24th 2014 finally came, I knew that it was time to follow a new path, and not let myself hold me back. This was my new beginning.
These are just a few reasons why I knew I had made the right decision…
This is an excerpt from my new upcoming novel titled “New Beginnings Never End”, about my travels abroad outside my home country. Planned release date is scheduled for October 2016. Follow my Instagram page at _tbryce_ or follow my Youtube page titled, “Tony Bryce: Your World.”