About this time last year, I quit my job to heed the call of adventure – a Working Holiday stint in New Zealand. It was a mission that hit all my wanderlust muscles in the right direction. Since then, I’ve been getting a buttload of questions about the application process and job prospects, so I figured the most effective way to help the most people is with a QnA blogpost.
It was a beautiful Friday morning in Colorado, USA. We just lived through a numbingly cold winter and now we’ve eased into spring. The air was crisp and fresh, the April 2009 sky was a clear blue and rays of sunlight decorated the ground. It hasn’t snowed in a while too – a perfect day to be jumping out of an airplane.
Here I am writing under a red-headed tree, enjoying the perfect winter weather – sunny with a crisp, cooling breeze.
I have always had the childhood fantasy of being an animal keeper. To be a feeder of wildlife, a friend of beasts sounded like a dream job… until a party pooper would burst my bubble with horror stories of menial tasks and dirty manual labour. “All you’ll be doing is clean animal poop,” they say. “You won’t actually get a chance to interact with the animals.”
Is working at a wildlife rescue centre all dirt and no play? I was about to find out during my weekend volunteering at the Jogjakarta Wildlife Rescue Centre, a Fuze Ecoteer Responsible Travel programme.