Like so many out there, I’ve always wanted to travel to different parts of the world. I always think to myself that if there’s one thing that can save me from utter depression if ever I don’t get what I want in life, it’s to travel that will surely break my fall. It may be sad to be negative about what I want to do in life, but hey, there’s no harm in having a Plan B, right? To travel is like to escape from “reality,” only it’s as real as any in this world. There’s only one problem with this one. I will be needing loads of cash to make it happen. Nevertheless, I’m keeping my hopes up.