travel is my happy place
It’s a question I have been asked many of times. I’m not sure I can adequately explain what it means to me.
I’ve seen other people answer it very eloquently, but I’m a foul mouthed Australian who seems to get himself into trouble more times than not. I can only explain it on what it does to me.
It makes me feel alive, more than any other activity that I partake in. I forget my day to day, and immerse myself in the experience. It is the only time in my life that I feel that I am present in the moment. I don’t worry about the bills, I don’t worry about my life, I don’t worry about work, all that I’m concerned with is the right here and now. I know people get that experience from a lot of different things, for me it is travel.
It is one of the rare times in my life where I don’t care that I’m alone. Some times I prefer to travel alone, because it allows me to run my own timetable. If I want to be up at 4am in the morning to capture a brilliant sunrise no one is going to complain. If I want to go out, and dance all night in a night club where I don’t speak a word of the language, and my only currency is the music and the smiles on peoples faces I can. If I want to be a lazy arse, and lay by the pool all day drinking mojitos and reading a book I can!
I can have experiences that I can’t have at home. See things that are new. Experience countries and places with my own eyes. To just enjoy the pleasure and unforgettable experiences that adventure can bring. I hear you’re saying that travelling can be hell sometimes. Well yes it can, but it’s all part of the experience, and you get to learn more about yourself during those times.
Well this is easy. Cause I fucking love it. Seriously I get a tingle on my insides when I think about booking flights to go some where new.
To sum it up very briefly. Cause my life wouldn’t be worth living with out it!