I for one love, love, love New Orleans and for a while there I was going to it every year. I got to see its ebbs and flows. I was there pre-katrina and pre-katrina. I have seen it do really well and be mired in challenges. I like to go every year so that I can truly understand it. I want to understand New Orleans as it is for me the truly unique American city left. Don’t get me wrong I love New York and unequivocally think it’s the greatest city in earth. But New Orleans is truly unique. Its own food, music and dialect. Its a smorgasbord of cultures. Who doesn’t love it? I’m sure it had its haters. But I digress. Back to the topic of repeat travel.
I like repeat travel (that of revisiting a place) as part of within -country trips. However, I feel differently for foreign trips.
I loved visiting Japan and I loved Italy. For very different reasons I could easily go back to both and just very well I will. Yet, I have to fight my instinct for instead visiting someplace new. In part I want new country stamps populating my passport. In part, well a large part, I want something totally new.
My mind argues with my heart. My mind notes we don’t have long on this earth, and thus its best to see as much of it as possible. My heart fights back that one shouldn’t waste time on possibly empty promises and should focus on what you love.
The great injustice of it all is that if I didn’t have to work, I could do both. But a girl has to work and keep rising in the workplace and overall workforce. Interestingly, we have the same question in the work world. Stay at a workplace for a long time to develop deep knowledge or move on every few years to keep broadening ones knowledge base.
I suppose, because I am a Gen Xer, I can somewhat do both. No longer do we feel committed to staying for one’s life at one workplace but we also do the feel as compelled as the Millenials to change jobs every year or two. I suppose as the smallest generation in a while, we feel an odd sense of time-framed staticness. I just named that concept but it fits this generation that flits between ennui and kinetic energy.
Again, my apologies for I digress.
Although, the underlying point is still throughout this thread. I want some deeper understanding but I also want to be broadcast in my life view. I suppose we can think of travel as eating out at a restaurant. Some places merit being an appetizer while others are a deep savory entrees.
With that said, I like Spanish tapas…