I think getting to know other people and getting to know myself go hand in hand.
I get to know myself and how i feel and think about things, often through other people. For example, i sometimes meet somebody in whom i can see a part of myself which is not yet developed. Through getting to know such a person, i can develop that part of myself.
In fact, this is how i started travelling. I met people who had done a lot of it, and was fascinated by them. One of them was my exboyfriend whom i went on my first backpacking trip with.
I like to see what life is like 'over the hills and far away'. I have always enjoyed reading about other countries and their peoples and having finally taken the plunge(relatively recently) I am finding the experience rewarding. At present I am tackling countries where I have relatives so I may be getting a skewed vision of the place but it's somewhere to start.
the malaise is tt the means and ends to happiness are irreconcilable, and that we are forever tryin to possess our own soul by possessing something out of it.
a tad modernist, but I find tt travelling represents what little we can do towards re-possessing our own soul/ knowing ourselves better, tt is tt it is a physical as well as a phsychological peregrination into the darkest recesses of our psyche
Depends what you mean by "getting to know yourself" I think that by travelling, particulalry because you are stepping outside your usual "comfort zone" and meeting people you may learn loads about yourself, for example, you might have never thought you could live out of a bag for a year, then find you love it. You may find you are great at coping with practical challenges, you learn you are capable of a lot. You might also learn about your weaknesses, and find ways to get around them. Meeting other people is part and parcel of this.
But as for all that waffle about people going away to "find themselves" that's probably not the best way to look at it.
[ Edit: Edited on Dec 28, 2006, at 10:30 AM by Clarabell ]
Travel is a form of learning in a "fast forward" sort of way, if that makes sense.
You return having had a number of experiences and having felt a number of different emotions in a relatively short period of time.
The mistake people can sometimes make is looking for answers when really there are none. I often find myself wondering what my life was about, and sometimes feel like something is missing, and worry that in reality I will never find it. Travelling, and having time away from the daily pressures of my life, has helped me to see that really there is no meaning to life. it just is. simple as that. its what we make of it. the people along the way that i meet help to give colour to my trips, but ultimately the experience is richer as i feel i get to know myself more through them. how i interact with someone teaches me what i am like, whether that be good or bad. i guess i am still wondering what i want from life, but it is thourhg meeting people that i am inspired to do more and make myself grow as a person.
p.s think i could possibly be rambling a bit here!!sorry!!just off the top of my head
travel mostly to accompany the wifey who is on buisness, but while there i love to visit the local zoos , sample the foods and learn history and be exposed to other cultures. i think it should be mandatory for young adults to visit/live in other countries . it helps to broaden your horizons as well as appreciate your own culture and identity
Wouterr's feelings pretty much mirror my own. The people I met in Peru especially (people my own age) really made me examine my own lazy attitude to certain areas of my life. I dont take things for granted as much now.
Travelling, for me, is a continual eye opener.
My reasons also coincide with Wouter's and Samsara2's. In that, each time I travel, I find myself learning something new about the world, the reality of life... and yes, a little bit more about myself.
[ Edit: Edited on Mar 3, 2007, at 3:51 AM by Ahila ]