For the Love of Travel

For me, travel has always given the largest sense of freedom. There is something so rebellious in this indulgence. To do something just for me, instead of slaving away at the 9 to 5 grind.

And never have I returned empty handed. The experiences, the people, the sights…only a fellow traveller can truly appreciate just how life changing, earth shattering and soul shifting the experience can be. Oh, and did I mention addictive?

After my first overseas trip at 17, travel became my greatest love and it’s one that I have to participate in for me to live a fulfilling life. Everyone has a different passion. Mine just happens to be a rather costly one which refuses to be neglected.

And so here I am, spending the first quarter of this year travelling. Although this time, I visited my own country. Like many other fellow Aussies, I focus my attention on overseas destinations presuming that when I am retired I will get around to seeing Australia.

However, the arrival of a friend from overseas changed that. I was in the process of moving to another city and hadn’t yet started looking for work. The timing was perfect, so I packed my bags and we hit the open road. I finally ticked off the last two states I hadn’t visited yet, got to see more of my beautiful amazing country and catch up with friends – most of whom I had met through previous travels.

And now, I am off to New Zealand for 3 weeks. This will be my third visit to the land of the long white cloud. Part of me wishes it was somewhere new, so I could cross another country off my list, but it is so beautiful there and there is always more to see of a country you have visited before.

When I return, I will settle down. For now. There are so many amazing places on this planet; it’s unfair that we don’t get the chance to see it all. And some of my happiest memories from travel are always tainted by the knowledge that I wasn’t able to share the moment with my loved ones back home. And sometimes travel is lonely. When you are on the other side of the world trying to Skype your family for Christmas in the middle of the night, or you get a phone call with sad news from home. It can be hard. But at the end of the day, travelling has been the best thing I have ever done. In more ways than I can explain. It is what lights me up and gives me wings. It will always be my greatest love.

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