Thursday, April 22, 2010
if only's
Monday, April 19, 2010
Favorite Pictures
I love this random Scooby-Doo picture we took on the way down to the islands in Taormina because it sums up our time in Sicily: a bunch of strangers forced together in a foreign place but coming out as great friends, with tons of new experiences and adventures that never would have happened with out this opportunity. Just like the gang in Scooby Doo- good friends going on adventures!
Why I Travel
I have a travel bug. Since I was 17 and went to Ireland on a family trip I have been addicted to travel. I am fascinated with discovering other ways and walks of life other than the one that I live. I think the only way I can truly find out who I am is by getting a taste of all the world has to offer so I can take the parts I like best and combine it into one: me.
I don’t think there is any way I could be satisfied without exploration and discovery. There are billions of people to meet, there are millions of foods to eat, and thousands of places to see in the world for me to discover and try.
From the five different countries I have been to I have learned. I have learned about challenge, life, and growth in ways I never would have if I solely lived my life confined in white, suburbia America.
When traveling I am challenged by the cultural barrier. I am forced to learn languages, eat foods, and do customs that are very different, and some may find strange. I enjoy these challenges because it forces me to acquire new skills as well as learn new ways of eating, living, and being.
I learn about life because when traveling I am submerged in a culture not familiar to me and am exposed to new ways of being. When I travel I am forced to walk in someone else’s shoes and appreciate their life instead of judging it.
Being challenged and learning about other peoples lives helps me grow. I grow because I expand my horizons beyond my own life that is put in perspective when I travel and learn that there are so many things to see, people to be and ways of life to experience and combine to thus better my life by having an eclectic appreciation for the world.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Why I want to Travel
Many members of my family have traveled around the world. My cousin spent a year studying in Spain and Chile, his younger sister traveled around Russia and spent time in Paris, my best friend has been to England, France, and Australia. My father traveled around Europe when he was my age and I grew up listening to him regale stories of his time spent in Italy, Morocco, and Spain. And the result is that I have become extremely jealous. Their vivid descriptions made me long for my own experiences in these new places.
I love my parents and am incredibly grateful for all of the opportunities that they have provided for me. But traveling to far off places is something that we, as a family, have never been able to do. Both finances and my mother’s fear of boats and planes have kept our vacation traveling on a pretty limited scale.
I view, as clique as it might sound, visiting a new country and culture is a step towards better understanding and appreciating yourself and your own home. By having these new experiences and seeing how other people live, you are able to better evaluate your own life and value system. I often hear that traveling is a “life changing experience” and I believe that this can be very true.
Because I’ve never even been off the East Coast I think that I have romanticized the idea of traveling. I imagine that traveling is being deeply immersed in a place and exploring new places and cultures on a very physical, intellectual, and emotional level. On the contrary I’ve always given tourism a more negative connotation. Even though I’d never even been a tourist I always thought there was something tacky about walking around a big city and buying “I Heart...” t-shirts. But honestly, at this point, a new experience is a new experience, whether I’m a traveler or a tourist, and I’m just excited to be going on a new adventure!