I love to travel, discover, walk around the city aimlessly, be part of a place without belonging, meet strangers. I love all those simple, unusual and funny that make the essence of travel times. A mixture of excitement, emotion, wonder, fatigues or small galleys that spices and weaves memories.
But what are the reasons that lead us to travel? Is this a leak? Is it deep instinct of our nomadic ancestors who resurfaces? Did you catch a virus in our families? Heightened curiosity?
Some do not like to go out of their day, I'm always surprised. Yet it is true, have a taste for travel is not required to live happily!
I questioned my own reasons to love traveling.
To have a different relationship to time
The days are only 24 hours are given over our daily lives. I always seem to run after the time run out. Time passes too quickly. However, when traveling, time flows differently.
Feel that time does not exist
A way to live life in the moment
Live a thousand things a day
To explore the world
Since my first reading, I've always wanted to see the world. Travel is satisfy his curiosity is confronting what we read or seen another reality.
learn
See "for real" that I had not seen that picture
Sometimes change viewpoint
Discover other ways of living and thinking
Make unexpected encounters
See landscapes fall backwards
Eating foods improbable
Feel foreign to me
Get to know
Sometimes the shackles of society, the workplace, the burden of responsibility weigh me. The newspaper can be tiresome. Traveling brings sparks, and like living! I am often tempted to fly away in surprise trip. When possible, it's very exciting (and less expensive). Besides, if you're interested, here you can find last minute deals (via Expedia).
Go on an adventure to enjoy life
Having a sense of freedom
Break the routine
On The Move
Lose my bearings
A search of scenery
Unusual living experience
Escape the consumer society, sometimes
Find my child's enthusiasm
Experience more intense emotions
Printing to find myself, to step back
I also love travel souvenirs, constraints and galleys that turned into memories. And what a joy to come home. ... and think about the next start!
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