It is not about travel, is about freedom
I am a very lazy person. I am also a very indecisive person. This combination usually means that I do at the last minute everything at the end. And then I switch usually these last minute plans, because I suddenly get better, brighter idea in my head. As a result, I always end up paying a lot of money in airline cancellation fee when I change my flights around. But I guess that's the price I pay to do forever, what I want, when I want.
As such, originally I wanted to visit this amazing monasteries in Romania before going to Moldova. After I'd fly to Ukraine, where after I'd ... well, I did not know where I went afterwards. I can not plan so far in advance.
But when two weeks ago I have in Sighisoara, Romania sick (birthplace of Dracula, but not cheesy tourist traps Dracula), I was undecided and changed my travel plans. I loved Romania, and it far exceeded all my expectations. However, I spent much time in the small, quiet country towns, as beautiful as they were, but got a bit boring to see. And knowing I was going off alone to the monasteries and Moldova, I realized I wanted more "excitement" in my life. I wanted a livelier scene. So I changed my plans. I skipped Moldova (see ya next year!) And flew to Ukraine, then to Finland, where I am now. Tomorrow I will take the boat to Estonia for a few days.
After that I returned to Boston. No, I'm not finished my journey. It's only for two weeks. My parents' house will be a great place to start my book, I have a free flight there due to an unused ticket, and I got a free trip to Mexico. All great reasons to take a short break of Europe, although I will return next month for the Oktoberfest and to see Central Europe.
I'm all over the place, and I love it. In times like this, I really appreciate my lifestyle. But not because I travel. I like it because I have complete freedom.
I remember me grow up and to always want to be "the captain of my ship." You know, to work, because you like what you do, not because you need a paycheck, be able to jet off to a location you want when you want, has a high degree of flexibility, time and freedom for all. But then you graduate college with debt, you start working, the responsibilities pile on, you begin to plan their lives, there are the social expectations to make, and before you know it, you're stuck. They are part of this vicious treadmill, and it seems like the time never your own.
Then, one day, you just think, "How did things this way I want out of this box?."
And so I quit my job and went traveling. Although the jump was the hardest part, you realize anything is easy, and it's not that Travel pulls in, it is the freedom and flexibility. It's about to wake up today and say, "I'm going to Ukraine tomorrow." Or are you going to play golf. Or maybe take guitar lessons. Or start that the bakery you always wanted. Or to Thailand move teaching yoga.
I think the subject came to me recently because I have to think about the last five years of traveling and a lot of reflecting. It is so easy to get caught up in the rat race. Do what you are "supposed" to do, because that's how you are told that life is to be lived. You get a job, a wife, a home, children, and then retire. But wake up one day, and you are 30 or 40 or 50, and you realize you never have a lot of things, you really wanted do. Maybe it's why so many people have a midlife crisis. Maybe that's why he would my father decided again to take on motorcycles. Or why he bought the car he always wanted. Or why my friend's mother changed career.
I think that feeling is what causes so many people travel to rotate. Yes, it's great to see the world, but most travelers I speak are really pointed to the sense of freedom and adventure, the endless possibility. While you are traveling, seem endless to keep potential and the possibility of the day. It's why even long-term travelers have a hard time setting again believe in I, "the real world". Once you were out of the box, it's hard to go back.
As much as I travel to discover new places and learn about the people I live my life, because I wake up every day, I know I can open the door and do something I want. For now is traveling. Exploring my world. Maybe a few years it will be different.
But no matter what I do or where I go, I'll never really change how I live, because I will not give my freedom to do whatever it is that makes me happy at all time I want.
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