What to do, what to do...

Having been away in Holland for the past 10 days (playing Romans...yay!), I'm back home (at mums) wondering what to do with myself...aside from cleaning out the pigs and sheep and looking after my niece whilst mum's at work that is. I had considered moving up to York, but I'm not as enthused about that as I was before going to Holland. Portsmouth and Cardiff are also options with merits of their own, but again I'm not so enthused about going somewhere else to settle down. As with last year after I got back from Holland, I've been gripped by a wanderlust and after a particularly vivid dream last night about opening a small tea-room/cafe at some point in the future, I'm revisiting a desire I once had some years ago; to travel the world with a purpose to learn to cook all manner of exotic and (to the average British citizen) bizarre dishes. From Moroccan and Indian to Caribbean and Japanese cuisine I want to spend a few years working my way from place to place picking up what I can. The only problem is that I A) have no money and B)wouldn't know where to start. I've considered just packing a bag and going, but without any sort of plan I foresee doing that resulting in either a very short trip indeed or everything going extremely pear-shaped (which is not a good thing...unless you're a pear, of course). Oh I just thought of another problem ("C", I suppose); my mastery of foreign languages is not exactly amazing, what with only a rudimentary grasp of French to supplement my native tongue. Hmm...I'll have to do more thinking.