It should be no surprise to anyone that I'm questioning travel. This last trip was not so great and it has me wondering if I want to wander ever again. (The "wonder" and "wander" is a shout out to mom. She pointed out years ago that I used "wonder" for both).
It's been a couple of months now and I've had a chance to reflect on the cruise in May. I've had a chance to think about why I travel and did that still apply in my life today?
I originally had the travel but because I was curious. I wanted to see all the cool things I had only read about in books. I wanted to go to all the touristy places and say I had been there and had experienced it. I wanted to learn about history. I wanted to learn about the people, their lives and their culture. I was curious about all of it. And I wanted to fill my soul and my mind with the world.
I started to question whether I still felt that way and was that enough anymore.
Travel was a gift that was given to me relatively early in my life by mom and dad. With dad going off to Saudi and me going to a boarding school, travel just became part of our lives. Beyond that, being a military kid young gave me that gypsy lifestyle without being a gypsy.
But was all this enough any more. Have I traveled so much that I'm no long curious about new places (or revisiting old places)? That's the question I am struggling with.
Age and health have something to do with this as well. I'm not old, but my body isn't exactly in fighting form and so travel is harder. That's fixable, but even if I do fix it, am I still interested in travel?
I really have to address that point. And I can say as of right now, I am really not sure. I lean towards not wanting to travel, but my heart aches thinking I won't travel again.
Does travel just bore me now? Is it because there's WAY too many people traveling and travel is no longer fun for that reason? Have I seen everything I want to see? Is there really anything more that will make me stare with my mouth open in complete awe?
Sherrie and I are planning a trip to Greece next year. I'm still on the fence. The only reason I am considering it is because Sherrie really wants to go to Greece and I promised we would. I think we have to really consider what that trip looks like now.
So here I am. Unsure. I'm glad I don't have to make a decision today, but I feel like I need some mojo to get me interested in travel again.
