Ready or Not
It’s not that I wasn’t packed. I mean, it’s easy enough to gather everything when you just have a couple of bags.
I was just getting into my Belgrade groove when the official Remote Year calendar said it was time to move along. When I got the email about our travel day, my rebellious mind took over. “I don’t have to go,” I thought. Sure, I would have to find my own way to London instead of just hopping on the already-booked and paid for Remote Year flight. But it’s not like anyone’s making me go.
I was enjoying myself—exchanging smiles with the crazy-haired crooner outside our office space, and my daily ritual of getting produce from a shop on my street. (Blueberries to die for. And those crazy juicy peaches.) The woman who ran the place would speak to me in Serbian and I’d smile and hand her the amount of money that I suspected was enough, hoping my silence wasn’t offensive.
Even though I was a sweaty mess in Belgrade. Even though I woke up with backaches from my not-great bed and never found anything that resembled half and half. Despite its physical discomforts, I was getting to a point where I thought, “I live here. I could live here.”
There’s this quote by the actor, Hugh Laurie. He says, “It's a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you're ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.”
And so, I reluctantly boarded an Air Serbia flight with my fellow Remotes and flew 1050 miles to Heathrow. There are a million great things about London. As a person who loves the finer things in life, I should be in absolute heaven. I even have friends here.
I may not be ready, but now it's my job to open my eyes and be here. To really be here.