I might also be the world's worst backpacker. On a recent trip to Thailand I had a plane ticket and back pack. When I got to the beach I just started walking til I found a bungalow I liked. So far so good. I only had the bungalow for the night and would have to find a new one the next day. Maybe it was the cold shower, or maybe the flies and mosquitoes, but instead of walking back down the beach I turned into the resort next door, rented the honeymoon cottage out on the edge of the cliff complete with it's own private plunge pool. I swear I can do better next time, probably not by myself though.
I like traveling to places that are more likely to be frequented by Europeans than Americans. Not only am I in an exotic locale, but I also feel more exotic.
I've held out telling you what I do so far for fear of being stereotyped as a lame finance guy. No judging, unless you judge positively, I trade currencies. Basically I'm the guy in the airport who changes your cash for you and you always feel like you got ripped off, only on a much bigger scale. I work for a major investment bank...so I'm kind of a big deal.
Now for the million dollar question, why am I on here? You all want to know but no body says anything about it. Let's just say I'm not socially awkward, I work hard but my schedule doesn't inhibit me from meeting new people, and a lot of my friends seem to be getting married and moving to the burbs. Yuck, just the burbs part since I'm not adverse to marriage, but I might be allergic to the burbs, it's the pollen. Anyway, I guess you need to reinvent yourself from time to time, and this seems to be one avenue.
One last thing, I'm pretty paranoid about writing sarcasm here and you not picking up on it. I hope you didn't turn me off after I said I'm a big deal...