Why do we travel?

Is that even a question? Or better yet… is there even an answer?

The world is a big place….

Big.

How big? Sure, we can measure the distance in miles, the oceans and continents can be counted with ease and with a steady mind you could even name off quite a few countries.

But what about everything in the in-between?

On April 24th 2017, at 16:21 UTC, the world’s population was estimated to have reached 7,500,000,000. That’s a lot of souls.

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I just found a quote online that stuck me quite hard. Let me share it with you…

“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determination, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagined it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black and white.” – Mark Jenkins

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The precise number of religions in the world is not known, but available estimates show the number to be around 4,300, according to Adherents.com.

Again, that’s a lot of beliefs between so many souls.

Do we travel to understand these beliefs, or to change them? Do we seek out the unknown to change it, or have it change us?

Travel can mean so many things… to the next town over, or the other side of the earth. To the future, or to the past… And in quite a number of places, even both.

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“I’m not the same, having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world.” -Mary Radmacher.

So many experiences are out there to take witness of… People, places, sounds, smells, and the list goes on and on. What do you travel to witness?

Someone asked me not long ago… “What is your travelling goal? Do you want to see so and so many countries? Do you have a list that you cross off as you go?”

It made me think… and the answer is, I have no idea.

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I guess my answer would have to be to see and experience as much of this life that I am countlessly blessed to.

There is no list… no tallying sheet that I keep, just the urge to wander more.

And more…

I want to see as many faces as I can… to look at, with my own eyes, the true wonders this world has to show. To breath in as many of those 4300 religions as I can…

To see exactly why this earth keeps on spinning.

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To take as many pictures of my other half doing things like this as I can… in places as beautiful as where I took all these pictures, Venice.

“Travelling… it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” – Ibn Battuta

I want to become a great storyteller.

I want to learn things from seeing.

I want to see the world as it is, not as I imagine it to be.

That’s my list. That’s my goal. That’s why I travel.

Why do you?

To live and be taught by the world which we have all been so blessed with.

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“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination with reality, and instead of thinking of how things may be, see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson.

With that comes an end to my post.

Travel and adventure as much as you can… the wonders are countless and the people are many.

I’ll leave you with one more quote, one of my favorites…

“There is no foreign land. It is the traveler only who is foreign.” Robert Louis Stevenson.

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