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Having the ability to travel around the world is one of the most amazing things in the world, there are so many awesome things to learn, and help us grow.
I could probably name 100’s of reasons why I love traveling but for today here are my top 5 reasons for why I continue to be motivated to travel on a budget
Things I Love About Traveling
Meeting New Cultures
I’m almost obsessed with meeting and learning about new cultures, I absolutely love it.
They’re interesting, often (to me) strange, provoking and always have something to teach.
I learn so much by visiting places with a different culture than my own, I also find that by understanding the culture you can understand why the people are the way they are – on such a deep level.
Things I Love About Traveling History
By learning the history of a place I get a better appreciation and understanding of why things are the way they are there.
Things I Love About Traveling Food
Food (not just eating it) is a big part of travel for me.
I love going to supermarkets, little boutiques and markets, and can literally spend hours just looking at strange new and interesting food items which I’ve never seen before.
Things I Love About Traveling The People
Often I meet travelers bragging about how many countries they’ve been to and all the ‘fun’ things they’ve done.
To me, that doesn’t really matter that much, what matters to me is not the places you go to but more importantly the people you meet while you are there.
Things I Love About Traveling Using The Five Senses
Another thing I like to remember from my travels are the different smells, sounds, food flavors and visual colors you get to experience.
My brain finds itself working on overdrive trying to take it all in, and long afterward I can think back to a place and still remember what kind of vibe I felt.
I’ll always remember the feeling a place gives me, whether it’s good or bad.
Travel Realization – The Luxury Of Having An Escape
Spending a hot summer in the city for me isn’t always ideal, often I start feeling really uninspired and restless.
I feel like I need to get away from the concrete, the roads, the shops and crowds of tourists, so I pack my backpack once in a while and escape to the most idyllic place in Sweden – my grandma’s house in the forest, by the lake.
My grandma lives in the middle of nowhere, a gem almost completely unknown, and even though I have traveled the world and seen so many amazing places, for the mind there really is no place like this.
I didn’t realize until now how I have taken this place so much for granted, how spoiled I’ve been to have a place like this to escape to.
For me this used to be something I assumed everyone had, but after having traveled I realize that the simple pleasures of life outside of the city is something only a few can really enjoy.
Being able to walk barefoot wherever I like in the forest on anybody’s land, swimming in a lake with nobody around, and being able to breathe fresh air is something so simple and natural but unfortunately so hard to find these days.
I remember reading an interview with the two children who played the main characters in Slumdog Millionaire.
They were so thrilled about being in Hollywood, but what they were most amazed by in all this glitter and glamour was the amazing fresh air.
They wanted to live in Hollywood forever just so they could breathe the air… :S
What I’m trying to get to is that in the end, it’s the small things that matters the most, and it’s easy to forget what they are when you always have access to them yourself.
The things we may see as normal can blows another other persons mind, and it’s sad that such a simple thing as nature and freedom is a rarity in many parts of the world.
This was something I knew and was always told, but didn’t realize until I actually saw it with my own eyes.
Traveling makes you REALLY understand what you’ve already learned but never really experienced, and I think everyone can benefit with a good dose of travel.
How about you? What is something you realized you had been taking for granted once you started traveling?
Reasons Why I Hate Traveling
I love traveling, I really do.
But there are parts of it that I can’t stand.
I have to be honest and say that me and travel have a typical love-hate relationship.
As well as bringing out the ‘best me’, traveling also has a habit of bringing out the ‘worst me’, but no matter how frustrated I get with traveling I need it – it’s like a drug.
Once you’ve traveled for more than a few months, you’ll never want to stop (just occasionally get so frustrated you think you want to, but deep inside you know that you don’t).
I Hate Waiting
I reckon that you spend at least 25% of your time on the road waiting for something; waiting for the flight to leave, the bus to come or the half an hour delayed train.
And if you’re not waiting for the plane, your waiting IN the plane.
I know it’s not the destination but the journey that matters, but that can be hard to grasp when sitting in a plane for 16 hours straight.
I Hate Stressing
Traveling is rarely a balanced and healthy lifestyle, you either sit and wait until you’re so bored you start solving Sudoku, or you find yourself rushing from one place to another just making the bus, just getting through customs, just getting on the plane, just – just – JUST! …
Life on the road is life on the edge and while it creates such amazing excitement, an overload of stress can really affect your state of mind.
I Hate Uncertainty – Lack of routines
I’m a girl who loves changes, action and adventure, and that is exactly why I need the opposite.
I need some routines in my life to be able to keep my feet on the ground.
Having routines is hard when traveling, although I have now managed to achieve this more or less – it comes with practice.
I Hate having to watch what you eat and drink
When being in hot countries, nothing makes my mouth drool as much as ice cream and cool fresh juices and drinks, and they’re available around every corner.
But if I get any closer than just looking at this dripping banana-split, I’ll end up spending the next three days with my head in a bad-smelling bucket – think Bali Belly :s
How Hard keeping in touch with friends
It’s do-able, but it really wears down on the relationship.
The first two months are alright, but after that there is just too many things going on and you have no time, and at the same time so many things have happened back home with your friends’ lives that you have totally missed out on.
So when finally seeing them again, you’re no longer the same person you were when you left, and often neither are they.
Hard to stay in shape
All the late nights, good food and drinks put their share of kilos on your belly, and at the same time there is no time or place to really get rid of them.
Unless you think you own your hostel dorm, you probably won’t use it as your personal gym, and even if you do happen to find a place to work out you won’t find time to do it.
I Hate Coming back
Coming back home or to your ‘base’ is always tough.
It’s hard to adapt to the certainty and every-day life.
No more new sights and foreign cultures.
The days are similar to each other and nothing really seems to have changed.
It’s difficult to share all your experiences, and even if you could nobody really wants to hear it.
They’re either not interested or get jealous.