When was the last time you walked down your street? Did you meet someone new? Walk up to a stranger and say how do you do? Did you learn a new language or a new way to say thank you? Nobody-, who is anybody, remembers the fifteenth time they walked down their street except something cataclysmic and really profound happened. But anyone and everyone would remember driving up the Madeira in a canoe with nothing but a paddle, dancing with reckless abandon in the streets of Zanzibar, looking up a looming pyramid in the great Egypt, stumbling upon the Coliseum in Rome or seeing any of Michelangelo’s paintings in person. I dare you to forget.
“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page” —Augustine of Hippo
Travelling is something only people with time do. In a continent where you have to hustle for every single drachma, every single second, nobody has the time to pack up and leave except, of course, it was to make more money. Lies!
You have never lived, never really experienced life unless you pack up your things and travel just for the glorious rush of it. Why travel? Why experience that heady incredible indescribable feeling you could never exchange for another? There are millions of reasons. One of them is for your own sanity. Have you ever felt like life was a bit too much to take? Sometimes, it seems life is coming at you from every side. One word flashes through my mind and yours. Escape. Travel provides for you that one true opportunity to “escape” your life. Go to India, all that sun and heat. Dress up in a sari and pretend to be a princess. Go take a bumpy ride on the desert sands of The Emirates. Yes, you have to face whatever you are running away from when you get back, but look at it like this. Travel provides you with a fresh perspective. It would be the same problem, but you will definitely end up looking at it differently. And when you look at things differently, you find new ways to solve old problems.
“Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.” ― Gustave Flaubert
Seeing the world provides you an education-in life. Travelling opens your eyes in more ways than a classroom experience or staring at your computer ever can. The world will never be more culturally, atheistically, artistically and ethnically varied than it is right now. It would never be as diverse as it is right now. It would never provide the chance for an amazing adventure like it does right now.
Yes. Travel provides adventure. Remember all those Enid Blyton books you read as a kid? It’s time to join “the secret seven” in busting a gang of smugglers. Close your eyes and imagine climbing up the Himalayas. Okay, that’s ambitious. Let’s climb Kilimanjaro. Together. I need you to imagine that rush. All that blood, coursing through your veins at the knowledge of achieving that feat- imagine the internal standing ovation your body is giving you. The way your breath catches from looking down. Do you see it? The amazingly small place you occupy in the world. The air. All that pure, precious untainted air whipping all around you. Now, imagine falling.
Not to worry, there’s a bungee attached or a parachute. The thrill!
Travel will make you eat like you never have before. Can you taste it? Food, in all its glory – so amazing. Different wines from the finest vines. Rich flavours, vivid colours, superb sauces. Savour it as it goes bursting with the speed of a flaming chariot on your tongue. As it spreads, making music in your mind’s eye. You do not have to abandon caution. No, abandon caution. Let all that taste cause an orgasmic explosion in your min d. You know the mouth is connected to the brain right. Gives you a high, narcotics can never achieve.
Travel provides a challenge. Give yourself a goal and actually achieve it. Prove something to yourself. Experience life, experience freedom. Live your life on your own terms. Laugh like you never have before. Sing loudly! You have every right. Dig deep! Find your itchy feet!