It’s not enough.
Some people don’t understand why I have a love for traveling. I don’t expect them to. I’m young and I just want to understand what can the world offer me, new experiences or cuisines. I’ll take it!
It all started with my brother. He influenced me to explore the world and what it offers me. It is one of the lessons I hold close to me. To always be thirsty for new experiences. Learn from them. Get to know the culture. He even supported my interest to studying in France during the summer ( but we all know how that ended up. Parents never understand ;p)
To be honest, I would rather save money and explore the world with my family. My Mac, Blackberry, Canon camera…. All of those can disappear in an instant. My memories in France, Rome, Italy, Germany, Philippines, Taiwan, Canada, Maui, New York, Miami, Santa Barbara, (and the list goes on)… That stuff stays. I have been extremely fortunate to have traveled to these places with family, friends, and my wonderful adventure buddy.
I always had trouble explaining my love for traveling and why it is not enough, but Stacy’s post couldn’t have said it any better!