But for the rest of us, the sovereign freedom of traveling comes from the fact that it whirls you around and turns you upside down, and stands everything you took for granted on its head.
~ Pico Iyer
My friends Mia and Weene, two of the people I wanna go places with, at the Tagbilaran Airport in August 2011. I took and edited the photo but this was taken from Mia’s album so the credit goes to her.
Mine is a generation of travelers, of young adults whose lives are marked by movement. There is a trend particular to professionals my age: We exhaust our feet, tickets, passports, and visas (while money does not even enter the picture) to experience places and things other than our cities and culture, towns and traditions. Reasons are variables, but our desire for movement is a constant in our concept of travel, or is it?
Definition could be a difficult task, and I myself lack an understanding of this compelling desire within me to find, or lose, myself in moving to and from places from time to time. Pico Iyer’s Why We Travel may not reinforce my premise that traveling is our expression of this desire for movement, but his essay could enlighten our perspectives.
I share this because I just got back from the beach, and because I’m torn between re-booking my two-way Bangkok flight or just getting it done and over with, and because perhaps, just like me, you have the travel bug, and has the need to make sense of it before the next take-off.