For the love of Travel
I got back from Ireland and was glad to be back with friends and family. However, my apartment didn't feel like home. Lately, I have been a bit of a wanderer. I used think to that home was where the heart is, but home is really what you make it. I honestly wonder what it would be like to live out of a suit case for a bit, constantly on the go, and just exploring all the possibilities.
For someone my age that sounds completely exciting. People who have families and children or dying relatives it doesn't sound as good. There is something so liberating about getting on a plane and not looking back. I mean it really may seem like escaping from life's problems, but those will be there wherever you go. Heartbreak is still present, debt if you have it, family issues; whatever it is, travel is incredible but it is not the solution.
I do however love the spontaneity of just being able to get up and go and not have to have a care in the world and roll with the outcome. I was nervous about traveling outside the U.S. In fact, on my way to my aunt and uncles before flying out the next day, I got a flat tire! I rushed out of a gas station when a guy was pushing me to move along and I hit the side of the car and I assume that caused a flat too, not sure.
Real honesty though, I am not a good driver at all. I am sad the stereotype might actually be true: women drivers suck. Period. I cannot back out worth a damn. I want to change that. Anyhow, I was so excited to travel and giddy about leaving stale monotony of home lately, that I wound up locking myself out of my aunt and uncles home as well! What a debacle! Dollars later, tire fixed and new key cut to get in, and met a new neighbor, I was spent. I was restless and angry I had done all that and wondered if God didn't want me to leave on my Ireland trip. I went and was so glad I did. I caugnt the travel bug and badly. Next year I will be going to London, Paris, and Barcelona.
I was tempted and still am to book a second trip either domestic of international for my birthday. We shall see what I end up doing for that. Travel gets me to learn about myself and do things I have never done. Experience things I never would and get out of myself. So often stuck on pitfalls I am not able to control, I think everyone should lose theirselves in travel at least once in their lives.
Travel makes me wiser and livelier. I love how Christ compels us to get uncomfortable, but this is a whole new grab bag. I mean this is taking a white washed wall and turning it into a complete masterpiece of awesome. Paint your story, make a mess even. College was a journey in itself, but the trip doesn't have to end. Get outta there, get to know you, because no one else can do it for you!
For someone my age that sounds completely exciting. People who have families and children or dying relatives it doesn't sound as good. There is something so liberating about getting on a plane and not looking back. I mean it really may seem like escaping from life's problems, but those will be there wherever you go. Heartbreak is still present, debt if you have it, family issues; whatever it is, travel is incredible but it is not the solution.
I do however love the spontaneity of just being able to get up and go and not have to have a care in the world and roll with the outcome. I was nervous about traveling outside the U.S. In fact, on my way to my aunt and uncles before flying out the next day, I got a flat tire! I rushed out of a gas station when a guy was pushing me to move along and I hit the side of the car and I assume that caused a flat too, not sure.
Real honesty though, I am not a good driver at all. I am sad the stereotype might actually be true: women drivers suck. Period. I cannot back out worth a damn. I want to change that. Anyhow, I was so excited to travel and giddy about leaving stale monotony of home lately, that I wound up locking myself out of my aunt and uncles home as well! What a debacle! Dollars later, tire fixed and new key cut to get in, and met a new neighbor, I was spent. I was restless and angry I had done all that and wondered if God didn't want me to leave on my Ireland trip. I went and was so glad I did. I caugnt the travel bug and badly. Next year I will be going to London, Paris, and Barcelona.
I was tempted and still am to book a second trip either domestic of international for my birthday. We shall see what I end up doing for that. Travel gets me to learn about myself and do things I have never done. Experience things I never would and get out of myself. So often stuck on pitfalls I am not able to control, I think everyone should lose theirselves in travel at least once in their lives.
Travel makes me wiser and livelier. I love how Christ compels us to get uncomfortable, but this is a whole new grab bag. I mean this is taking a white washed wall and turning it into a complete masterpiece of awesome. Paint your story, make a mess even. College was a journey in itself, but the trip doesn't have to end. Get outta there, get to know you, because no one else can do it for you!
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