Three weeks ago I started a new job.

I now work in the customer service department for a very well-known and prestigious airline and something strange has happened.

I actually like this job.

Really like it.

In fact, I could go so far to say that I love my job.

I spend all day talking about travelling and different places with people from all over the world. I speak to families, businessmen, backpackers, celebrities, all within the space of an hour and discuss flight details, baggage allowances, VISAs, connecting flights, currency and earning miles.

It doesn’t sound like much to the outside but I genuinely have such a fun time at work. It doesn’t even feel like work.

The comany is absolutely fantastic and there are so many inspirational people walking around, everyone always has a smile on their face.

It’s also the kind of place that gives you the flexibility to move around after six months. If I was fed up with customer service after that time, I have boundless opportunities to move up to a supervisor level or move to a different department (customer relations, baggage tracer (Pfffft! Would not want to be doing that job!), cabin crew, airport staff, HR, … the list goes on).

Of course, this is all very well and good but the fact of the matter is that I do have to leave at the end of October. I have other plans.

And this thought actually makes me quite sad. I’m torn between something I really want to do and experience and a job I love.

Someone asked me why don’t I just put the trip off for a year … I’d save more money that way and get to enjoy my job for longer. But I know deep down that I have to leave now.

If I don’t do it now, it’ll never happen.

If, after a year of teaching, I realise it doesn’t give me as much satisfaction as working in the travel sector did, I always have the choice to go back to it. At least I know that working for an airline (NOT booking people’s 4 star packaged holidays – I seriously couldn’t do that) is something I really enjoy.

And at the end of it all, I also have to remember that maybe the reason I do get so much enjoyment from my job is because it revolves around and reminds me of exactly what I’m counting down to.