But upon thinking about it more, the San Francisco International Airport would probably be more beneficial to my entire crazy plan.

I land a job at an airport and work full-time as a ramp agent or whatnot and rack up on free miles. I drop school and everything else that doesn’t involve working at the airport, and I continue to save money.

During the time while I’m employed at the airport, I live at home with my momma to save money as much as I can…a sacrifice I am willing to make for the greater cause…

After working at the airlines for a while, I grab the cash that I’ve saved over the period of several months tossing other people’s bags into the belly of a jumbo jet, pack a small backpack and duffle bag, and cash in my free miles that I’ve earned and travel to another continent of my choice.

I spend two weeks or so exploring the country of my choice to the best that I can, fly back home, work some more, and repeat the whole process over again except choosing a new country every time.

I, then, live the rest of my life as a perpetual traveler until I’ve visited every country, step foot on every continent (where permitted), and visit as many cities as I can until I die.

This plan is so simple…

It’s so crazy that it just might work…

Peace, cheers, and bottoms up.