Devilishly dashing Mick is my mentor. He’s on his third gap year. He is also my accomplice in rut avoidance.
I gathered long service leave, leave without pay and all of my savings for a year of consumption without production. My goals are to tick off bucket list destinations, and to enjoy my small but trusty band of loved ones.
So far, I’ve caught up with friends and family, and witnessed my last baby entering the adult world of university.
I hope to follow this route first.
Later in the year, I might mop up my personal world map thus.
My Second Gap Year 