Can people suggest ways of escaping the 9 to 5 rat race? I'm not serious or anything (I think), just having a grouchy day, but I'd like to day dream a bit. Volunteering schemes, travel ideas, joining the foreign legion - where do you dream of escaping to?
This has partially been inspired by friend Paddy. We did our journalism course together, and he's now working as a camera man in Misrata. He's quoted in this moving piece: http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/jun/12/misrata-gaddafi-libya-nato and it sort of makes me feel I should be doing something more important than writing about school fetes and planning applications.