This year, in the words of Robert Frost, we have chosen to “take the road less traveled.” We have left our hilltop flat in Highgate Hill, our community in West End, Rob’s secondary teaching job, my education lecturing position and a more well traveled road, to see where another road may lead us.
We go with a limited budget and an even more limited backpack (7kg) to embrace a slow travel approach where we are able to build relationships with people and through that, see different parts of the world.
We start our journey in Nepal connecting with local people volunteering to help start a Café & Beauty business (& fB). The road is less clear after this point until we join some people who have chosen to live in a large urban slum in Indonesia.
We don’t know where this road less traveled may lead us. So we go full of excitement, apprehension and hope. And to finish with Frost’s thought “knowing how way leads on to way, I [doubt] if I should ever come back”.
The Road less Travelled 
Good luck.
remember Ben is traveling in Europe should you get a chance to catch up.
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Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
1. The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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