Why Travel?

When I share with some of my friends that we are about to take off to travel, I am met with so many mixed reactions.  They most often include:

  • “Oh, are you getting a motor home?”
  • “Where do you want to go?” (often followed with)
  • “I hear the National Parks are nice for a visit”
  • “When will you be back?”

After explaining that we are selling our home and getting rid of most of our possessions to give us the freedom to travel indefinitely and will be seeing as much of the world, for as long as we can, I get some different responses:

  • “Aren’t you afraid?”
  • “I could never do that”
  • “What are you looking for (or hoping to find)?”
  • “Won’t you miss your home (or family, or friends, or work, or _____)?
  • “You are living my dream”
  • “I’m jealous”
  • “This is so far outside of my comfort zone I don’t even know what to say!”

So why do I want to leave everything behind and travel?  There is no short, easy answer, but I think this poem written by a friend I went to high school with sums it up quite nicely.

Alive:
If I see something I have never eaten before I want to eat it.
If I see something I have never drunk before I want to drink it.
I want to learn how to cook it or mix it.
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If I see an interesting book, I buy it, I read it.
There are many places in the world
I want to see them all. …
There are many people in the world
I want to know them all
But
They speak different languages
have different religions and philosophies,
eat different food,
sing different songs,
wear different clothes.
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Knowing interesting people means
I have to meet some boring people
and even some bad people
along the way.
Going different places
means I have to spend money
and take time,
sometimes I am caught in the rain,
or snow
suffer cold,
and suffer heat,
have to wait in a long line,
have to ride in crowded busses.
get sick. get cheated, get very tired,
have to sleep in strange and sometimes dirty or loud places.
But
I meet children and, play games with them.
Hear their stories, calm their fears,
and try to teach them about the interesting world we live in
and make them happy

The Innocent

I meet young women and young men,
hear their stories
and try to teach them some of the things I have learned.
I meet old women and old men
hear their stories,
and try to learn about things in the world I have not seen.
Guatemala Street Vender
I meet animals and try to make friends with them and understand their life
I try to understand how all things are made,
Whether it is a computer made by man or
A galaxy made by whatever.
I want to understand how they work
All in all the key is,
do as much as you can while you can and
learn as much as you can about the world we live in.
The arrow of time has left the bow.
We have little time before it hits its final mark.
We must not waste this time.
Richard in Tennessee 2009

About Tim and Joanne Joseph

Hi and welcome! We are Tim and Joanne Joseph and we have just embarked on our "next chapter". At a stage in life where traveling the world, taking pictures, and sharing our adventures with friends and family will be our dream come true.
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1 Response to Why Travel?

  1. bebs1 says:

    A beautiful poem. Good way to look at things, be curious. Safe travels and have fun!

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