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<\/a>Camping 2004<\/p><\/div>\n
If one must start taking planes at some point, why not start from a real hardcore experience? My first flight ever was a flight to Tokyo via Frankfurt. Lithuania joined the EU and an EU youth leaders’ program by the Japanese MoFA opened up to us. This was my first trip to another continent. Traveling was different back then. No telephone, no internet access, and analog camera in hand. When I finished the film that I had and went to buy a new one, I got a paper bag which read “I love film.” For the Japanese, taking photos with an analog camera was an explicit choice already in 2004. It’s unbelievable that if I went on a similar trip today, I would probably make the same number of photos each day as I made during the entire trip.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Kiyomizu 2004<\/p><\/div>\n
At the age of 20 I also moved from a shared apartment to a student dormitory, which was an eternal source of crazy adventures. It was a school of life, where you get grades for remaining positive when nights might be noisy, the shared shower looks gross, the shared kitchen looks like an explosion happened a week ago and nobody bothered to clean up, after parties you have a choice between waiting for the first bus at 5 am or walking a long way in the dark, and there are always all kinds of interesting characters you might meet in the corridors. Notes, salt, anxiety, washing powder, advice and a view on green hills could all be shared there.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Vilnius dorm 2005<\/p><\/div>\n
In a surprising twist of fate, I got my dream job still at the age of 20 and worked as a staff journalist until 2007 and as a freelancer since then.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Kiev 2007<\/p><\/div>\n
This was when I started drinking coffee – since then I’ve had its good, bad and downright ugly kinds. The one above is a good one – from my Couchsurfing host in Italy.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Coffee in Milan, 2013<\/p><\/div>\n
EU accession also meant easier and more plentiful opportunities to study abroad. Erasmus in\u00a0Sweden<\/a> was an eye-opening experience, which made me reconsider many of my values.<\/p>\n Gothenburg 2005<\/p><\/div>\n Again, fortunately, everything was in the pre-Facebook era.<\/p>\n This was a time when people were still blogging on LiveJournal and sharing personal photos in CDs.<\/p>\n I will study and live abroad again, but it won’t be all fun and games, as some people think. After studies are over, office routine will step in.<\/p>\n … which, however, will make even more exotic travels affordable.<\/p>\n Luxor 2011<\/p><\/div>\n On the other hand, it didn’t make me abandon Couchsurfing.<\/p>\n I also didn’t abandon the hope to return to a writing career one day, so I kept writing articles for little or no pay, promoting them on social networks, until I was finally invited to blog<\/a> for the European Commission in Lithuania.<\/p>\n This was an interesting time, many opportunities were only opening up. At my current job I often meet students, some of them are 20 now. They were born in independent Lithuania and they have enjoyed full rights as EU citizens all their adult lives. They take studying abroad for granted and are picky. They grew up with social networks, so they probably understand privacy very differently. They are more used to the idea that one who succeeds in proving herself\/himself can live anywhere.<\/p>\n I read many stories of people who seem to be making the most of their youth, skills and energy. With ubiquitous social networks many of us are pushed to feel that others are enjoying a better life<\/a>, more exciting holidays, more rewarding jobs and easier personal life. When told like above, with photos, these years of my life also sound so nice that I’m almost jealous \ud83d\ude42 There are no photos of boredom, fatigue and anxiety. Nothing to document giving up a dream job because it’s not sustainable, making compromises, or being rejected. But as time passes, nobody will care. Indeed, it’s better to think of one’s past years as a happy story worth documenting (here’s an essay<\/a> by my colleague from one project, on the benefits of ‘getting lost’ in your 20s).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I rarely post personal photos and stories online these days, but it’s fun to think about the end of my 20s, which were an era in itself, and to look back at all the different memories. As someone said, the best thing about being in your 30s now is that all your craziest experiences happened in the pre-Facebook era. So … <\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>