Why do I travel?
I travel to see the sunset on a different coast. Because it's not about itineraries, planned tourist spots or luxury hotels. It's about getting lost in a city and loosing yourself, only to find yourself. It's only eating food specifically from that country and not chain foods. It's becoming so immersed in the culture you leave a part of yourself there and take a part of there home with you.
It's about being left speechless, not by the wonders of world but by the little things; whether its the countryside or the people. It's about learning the culture and being submersed in it. I travel to learn all the tips and tricks to pack less and experience more.
I travel to see the work of God on snow-capped mountains and fields filled to the brim with flowers. It is to see animals in their own natural habitat and not behind bars or glass. It is to be left in awe and wonder of how different two sides of the world are. It is using the same feet that stepped into crystal blue waters in the tropics to hike across hills in the Greenbelt. It is not knowing where you will end up but being happy to be moving.
I travel so when I am looking back, I do not regret the "what if's" because they turned out to be "I can and I will." I travel because my heart aches to be in places that I have never been in. I travel because I realized that we were not meant to just pay bills and die. I travel to learn that life begins right outside of your comfort zone.
I travel so I can learn to appreciate the journey as much as the destination.
I travel to open my eyes to the world around. I travel because if God had intended me to stay in one place, I would have roots instead of feet.
"If it scares you, it might be a good thing..."