Traveling is something we all must all do in order to better understand ourselves, others and the world we live in. For me, it's an essential component of who I am. There is a sense of perennial wanderlust that defines my character and influences how I act and think. Traveling liberates my soul in a way that lets me revert back to childhood. I am able to experience and explore the world all over again and do so with the freedom of a curious mind.
That being said, I understand that not everyone can afford lavish getaways to exotic lands. But it is more attainable than many may think, with options for independent travel, work visas and backpacking adventures promising low-cost travel fixes and exceptional experiences and stories. I much prefer hostels to five-star establishments as you can better integrate into the culture and meet locals and fellow travelers.
When I travel, especially alone, I discover new things about myself. When placed in a foreign situation, in a foreign land, you are forced to make quick decisions and think for yourself. You often have no choice but to egress the comfort zone that previously ensconced the daring adventurer within. You are dared to do things you never imagined. And then you wonder why you continued on in a cushioned state for so long.
Traveling shatters stereotypes. It exposes the realities of different cultures and countries. Spoiler alert: No nation of people is inherently stupid or evil. When I went to Cambodia, nestled between Vietnam and Thailand in Southeast Asia, I did not know what to expect. But I left knowing the people were the kindest I have known. I learned about the government system, the history of the country and the culturally acceptable practices.
For book, cinema and history lovers out there, traveling is the equivalent of getting lost in the past, falling into mysterious and enigmatic worlds. It is a tangible outlet for fantasy seekers. Whether you are wandering the streets of Vienna, touring Machu Picchu, or dancing with Zulu tribes in South Africa, the magic of the place and time encapsulates your senses.
Arguably the most exhilarating part of traveling is the people. Someone can be a stranger one day and a soulmate the next. People who travel all seem to have the same love and passion for living life to the fullest. Travelers are the most interesting people I have met, as they gather stories from previous expeditions. I’ve met people who have gotten tattoos from Buddhist monks, crashed Indian weddings, and attended council meetings with island elders from Fiji.
To travel is to have an open mind and heart. It is to accept all parts of the world and embrace a willingness to explore new parts of yourself. In my brief years, I have grown more as a person traveling than at any other stage of my life. I have gained a confidence that I wouldn’t give up for anything. Traveling changes you, brands you with an electrifying and new appreciation for life.
