The pre-planning / preparation stage is all part of the adventure. Dare I say ... it can even be better than some of the later memories gained through the actual travel experience itself?
We can hold some pretty interesting misconceptions before we actually step foot in our latest destination.
I travel to challenge myself. Travelling actually scares me. I get frightened by the thought of having to get by in a country I don't know where I don't understand the culture or the language. But I find it very rewarding when I do succeed at it. So I travel to put myself out there, to test myself and see if I can suceed.
And plus it makes great conversation at dinner parties. "Oh, that reminds me of the time I was travelling in..."
Well, I have many reasons for travelling.
I think it is more worth while, to take a few months out of the work schedule, and effectively spend less, and see and experience more than you can in a two week stint. Normally by the time you have wound down from work and realised you are on holiday it's time to go back. To really soke up a country's ambience, a fair bit of time is needed, and rushing around just to see the sites means you miss just the everyday things.
Seeing other cultures allows me to re balnce my mind about what I find is important to me. Everyday grouchiness of English life can be really tediouse after a while, and I have to remind myself consantly that I only have "one life" and I had better make it the best I can. We are a really rich nation, but most of us don't realise it, because of all the griping about what everyone else has got.
Other than this, of course it's not too bad spending months at a time not doing any work, in a beautifull place, and having the time to fullfil a few goals like scuba diving and Bungee jumping etc.
i have often wondered the motivations for my travel addiction... especially when it hits me full force in the middle of a crummy winter...
i like to get away...i think, like possiby many others, i suffer from SAD (seasonal affective disorder)...it's really depressing not seeing the sun at least once a day, and having to dress up like the michelin man for 6-8 months out of the year...
sometimes i wonder if i am running away, b/c my travel desire gets strongest when i am most unhappy, and all of my wonderful childhood memories surround canoe trips or hiking or some sort of travel...it's a coping mech. in addition to those questionable motivations, though, i desparately want to See the World! i want to step outside the little box i live in and really push my limits. i figure that the only way i can truly know myself is to put myslef into positions where i can depend only on myself...the best way to find yourself is when there is nothing else left...hitting rock bottom...perhaps that sounds a little drastic though...and perhaps not the best description of how i feel. how about this...i know who i am, what my strengths are, from being forced to find them in from the events in my life. i am a very strong woman, and i know i can trust myself to survive in any situation (i think)...ok, what's my point?
travelling allows me to challenge myself and push my limits, find out my strengths and weaknesses, and on the dark side it is an escape from the pressures i can't handle. i have really just understood the term "wherever you go, there you are", and am trying to convince myself that i don't need to travel to find myself...haven't succeded though!
Amongst many other reasons, constant travelling means there's less chance of being caught by the taxman (although not student loans - those guys are scary) or in me being deported yet again
I honestly could'nt say what the main reason i love travelling is. I just do, and do to extremes. I'm lucky that i get to travel lots for work as well, but if i'm anywhere for more than a few days/week, i get the urge to travel again and will just go, regardless of other circumstances! It doesn't even need to be anywhere new, or even for any reason. Just a bit different and involving be away somewhere
I took a couple of flights during the past week. Even though I have been up in the sky so many times, it's still great to look down on the clouds
It gives me time to think and look back.
I also enjoy planning the trip and learning about the place I'm going, the people, their culture and how they live.
and most importantly to feel the world is a wonderful place!!
Sometimes, there's plenty of opportunity for reflection
I travel because I learn things from meeting other people from other cultures, backgrounds, religions, ethnicities, classes and so on. I love to get to know strangers for a short time and listen to what they have to say, or party with them and talk about nothing important . ... . .. Other than that, travel teaches me nothing but history, not like history itself doesn't effect your emotions. It does. But I don't grow as a human because of it. I find that most of the personal growth that comes because of travel comes later on, sometimes years later, half a decade, possibly.
Of course, some day I would like to see the whole world, in one trip or in many, but I will be sure to spend the time I need to in order to be able to experience a country and get to know some of its people. Peace.
For that reason, too.
Judging by these reply's i'd say most of us love traveling because the 9-5 grind just bores us to death. Going and away and breaking the cycle of waking up -going to work- going to sleep, is the only way to remind ourselves that we are alive.