I don't want to travel the world?
I do not understand people's seemingly unanimous and socially unquestionable ambitions on saving up for 5 years to go to Germany for 2 weeks. There is little you can do there that you can't do where I am (Melbourne, Australia). What do people do there, get shit-drunk? And sleep in shoe-box hotels?
My dad also had ambitions on travelling all over Australia. That is something I really WOULDN'T want to do, being stuck in some RV with not even 3G internet making long ass trips over broiling hot dusty deserts, for what; to look at repetitive forests and random-ass rocks? Uluru, or Ayer's Rock as it's known to Americafags would not be one fiftieth as popular as it is now without the advent of PR and Marketing.
My dad has also had backpackers work for him to fund their travels over Australia. Seriously? Trekking over this dusty shit-hole doing busywork and having barely enough money for food? I can do busywork and stay and buy good shit.
What gives?