At a very young age, I knew that I had fallen in love with traveling and I already then had a feeling that travels would play a great role in my life. Only a few amounts of people I know do not enjoy traveling at all or prefer to just stay home, within their comfort zone. While most of the others love to travel as well, like me.
I cannot imagine turning an opportunity to travel down. Correct me if I am wrong, but I think most people do enjoy it, at least to some extent. It is however different for me, it is on a whole different level and I bet it is the same for many of you out there.
I love everything about traveling. I even enjoy the effort it takes to save up money for it. Maybe someone else can recognize themselves in my feelings?
For me traveling is not only a part of my life, but it is also a part of me, of who I am. The closest resembling I can come up with is when you are in a relationship with someone and you feel like you would not be able to live without that person in your life. I know it is not a relationship, but that is the best way I can explain it.
For me traveling is fulfilling and I have always felt empty when I have not been able to travel for a while or have not had any upcoming travel to look forward to. Maybe there is something else I am missing in my life, but I do not think so. It is for sure not because I am currently single because I have always felt the same, in relationships too. I think this feeling will last forever.
Some people say “Just wait until you have kids, then that and your priorities will change”. Well maybe that is how it was for you, but I am not you and who says you cannot travel with children huh? I totally get it and understand that the way of traveling might change and there will not be as much money nor as much time to travel. But I will never stop traveling to the extent I can.
I am also well aware that there are people in this world who are not able to travel, even if they want to. They might not have the funds for it or have issues getting visas or even problems being able to just leave their own country. Sometimes thinking about that makes me feel guilty and at the same time privileged. I wish all people could travel if they want to.
I left for my great backpacking trip at the end of August and on my way from CPH to FLL I watched “Eat, Pray and Love”. I have already watched the movie at least five times before, but it had been a while and I had actually saved it to my list on Netflix to watch it later.
Earlier this year I went through a tough breakup and I recognized myself so much in Julia Roberts character. I cried through most part of the movie, in my seat, on a flight full of random people and strangers. I do not know if anyone noticed but neither do I mind. I tried to hold back at the start but after a while, I just could not.
The same thing has happened when I have listened to “Meant to be” by Bebe Rexha, where I also relate to the verse; “I don’t need to be so uptight, but my heart has been hurt a couple times, by a couple guys, who didn’t treat me right, I ain’t gonna lie, ain’t gonna lie, cause I’m tired of the fake love, show me what you are made of, boy make me believe…”
It is like I could have written it myself.
I have had this trip in my mind for quite a long time (ever since I worked in South America in 2010/11) and after my last relationship, of (what I thought was) nearly four years of true friendship and love, ended, I decided to finally go for it.
After watching the movie I cannot stop thinking that this is my time to heal. I am not going to eat tons of pasta in Rome. I am not going to an ashram in India and I am not planning on falling in love with a Brazilian from Australia living in Bali.
What I intend to do is to enjoy myself, practice my Spanish, do whatever I want and experience as much as possible.