I’ve always had two main goals: become independent and see the world.

While still living in Argentina, I convinced myself that if I managed to land a job in an international company, I would be able to accomplish both goals at the same time while being proud of my career. It was a win-win-win situation, so I focused my time and energy in pursuing it. I studied in a good university, finished my bachelor as fast as I could and even got a job in a consultancy firm knowing that international companies like consultants. As soon as I had enough professional experience to get accepted into a master’s degree, I took my opportunity and left the country for good. This was the start of my story, I was on the right path, I just had to work a little bit more, but I was getting my chance to see the world.

Fast forward several years and I’ve lived in Madrid, Paris and Berlin, and traveled to many other places. I’ve studied in one of the most prestigious schools in Europe and I’ve worked in the up-and-coming thrilling world of start-ups and e-commerce. That’s where the future was, and that’s where I wanted to be. So I worked, and worked and worked trying to learn as much as possible and get my way up the management ladder. Trying to get to that job that I’ve been working for. Trying to get that job that I had been dreaming about all these years. Trying to find that job that would make me feel satisfied.

But this never happened. Don’t get me wrong, I did manage to have great jobs with good salaries, but none managed to live up to my expectations. Most probably because the job I am looking for doesn’t exist or, at least, it doesn’t exist in someone else’s company. I ended up working for companies that I don’t believe in, in industries that feeds off consumerism and are largely disinterested in pushing society forward. Even worse, its only purpose seems to make money for its founders and top management while taking advantage of investors, employees, suppliers and clients at the same time!

That was a hard realization. A depressing realization to be honest. I’ve trained myself to work in a company, to go up the ladder, to understand business numbers, the market and predict trends. I’ve gotten used to having a steady pay check at the end of the month and having someone telling me what the next goal was, but I’ve forgotten all about my hobbies, talents and passions. I came to the awful realization that this wasn’t the independence I wanted after all, and that I had no alternative plan. I have no experience as a freelancer and none of my skills are useful outside a company. I felt trapped once again.

But I wasn’t going to give up. After all it wasn’t easy getting here as I had to start all over again more than once since I left Argentina. I’ve moved cities, made new friends, lost old ones, changed jobs, changed apartments and even changed boyfriends. I’ve always pushed myself to get what I wanted, but I always thought I knew what that was. This time was different, and for the first time since I can remember, I didn’t have a plan.

More than a year has passed since I first realized that something had to change in my life. I wish I could say that I threw everything away and left to travel the world with nothing more than a backpack, but that didn’t happen. Instead I’ve started aggressively saving towards an uncharted future. I didn’t know where I was going, but I wanted my independence and see the world. This required a quite intense change of lifestyle as I had to spend less than half of my salary per month, which meant less entertainment, less going out, less dinning out and much less shopping. But I’ve learned that I don’t actually need all of those things to be happy, I just need my basic needs covered and be surrounded by people I love, even if they are 12.000KM away and haven’t physically seen them in over 2 years, or a new friend that I just met in a new city.

I consider myself as a very lucky person. I have a great life, great partner and in general no real problems. I am one of the lucky ones. But I don’t want to spend my life thinking that I need to work for someone else to be able to have the life that I want. I want to have the life that makes me happy and figure out how to do it. I don’t know how this will turn up to be. This is not a success story; this is just the beginning of a story. But if I can change my life and travel, then anyone can and that’s what I hope to show any readers that find this blog. Because if you can read this, then you are also one of the lucky ones.



Marko Kecman: Photographer in chief of Nothing is Reality. Nature lover (city hater). If we were in 1875 he would be lost in some random country following the steps of Charles Darwin or some other explorer, today he travels around the world trying to find the perfect picture. Has been a photojournalist for 5 years for the National News Agency of Serbia, a programmer and project manager for a mobile game company in Berlin for another 5 years, and now he’s a full time traveller for at least the next 6 months. He will do anything to take the picture he has in his mind of a particular spot, especially if it is a remote place in nature. Golden Hour fan number one, you will find him taking pictures at sunrise, sunset and maybe twilight but traveling around noon to the next destination. You can see some of his pictures on his personal portfolio markokecman.com