I love travel. Didn’t do much of traveling growing up. However, once I had a job I hit the trails at full speed. I believe in the power of travel and thus have exposed my son to different states and countries at a very early age. He has turned out to be a great travel and I couldn’t happier. However, despite my positive outlook on travel (and almost dire psychological need to do it) as we hit the streets of Hong Kong, I have questioned how does travel impact one.
Obviously, being exposed to different cultures, languages and food, widens one’s experiences. But are there immediate events while travel that completely change one’s life? I lived in Spain at a very early part of my life and it helped me see beyond our borders. Although, admittedly, I didn’t get all the nuances of my day to to day life there.
In the weeks leading up to my current trip, I had a particular earworm that haunted me day in and day out. It’s the song called “Cruel World” by Phantogram with these lyrics just running repeatedly thorugh my head.
So I’m saying my goodbyes
Goodbye to my good side
It only ever got me hurt
And I finally learned
It’s a cruel, cruel world
It’s a cruel, cruel world
Sometimes when you travel, you not only hope to have some rest but you hope that you can come back changed. I have never read the book (nor seen the movie) Eat, Pray, Love but I am given to understand it is about a woman who found a whole ner her through traveling far, far away. Yes, I have simplified the plot enormously. But you get the point.
I don’t believe that I have ever had a trip so drastically alter my life. All my travels have led to incremental change in my life by gaining new perspectives. But part of me had a slight fantasy that I could go on this trip and come back and say screw it all and move on. But I know, I will come back to more work and some level of anxiety on the part of others who fretted about me being away. Then there will be those that are envious I got to leave despite their multitude of other perks, and not realizing that I have slaved away day in and day out.
Anyway, I am looking forward to my adventure here traveling up some peaks and on trams and trying a ton of pork. But I just wonder what I will bring back with me and what I will pay forward. I’d love to change it all completely and say goodbye to all the craziness but I don’t have that bandwidth.
Although, funny enough, right before I left for vacation (the morning of my flight) I accidently erased all my work documents from my perosnal laptop. And I barely fretted. I tried to receover the documents but when it seems fruitless, I shrugged and noted “it is what it is.” Perhaps that was a sign. And maybe I will get another sign while out here. Otherwise, I wil just be about my merry way.