Travelling.
To me, there is no better way to see the world, learn and grow as a person then
to travel. And with this I don’t mean
visit places for 5 days, see the touristic hotspots and that’s it. No, with
travelling I mean going into the wilderness.
Walking into remote villages and try
to communicate with people whose culture and language are foreign for you. With
travelling I mean having moments of pure
joy and enthusiasm as well as having moments of desperation and troubles.
Travelling to
me is a great way to grow personally. From all the blessings and obstacles
during your journeys you learn a great lot. From the difficult moments you
learn to improvise so much more then
you would if you’d never leave home. You learn about other people, you learn to
greatly respect all cultures of the
earth, and Mother Nature herself
.
“To travel
is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.”
“If you reject the food, ignore the customs,
fear the religion and avoid the people, you might better stay at home.”
“The world
is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing
things.”
But…
however much I love travelling, it’s something that I want for myself. And there is something, this
force that always drives me further, that is even more important than my love for travelling; it’s my desire to
help others. I’m ambitious. I want too
much, I’m idealistic. So at the
moment I can’t see a way how to combine both things in such way that I can both
make myself happy and others. I wouldn’t find it fair if I were to have all the fun and benefits from my personal growth on
my journeys, whilst others continue to suffer.
What I do know, is that I need both to be
happy. I want to help others so that they
can grow, become happy, live beautiful, fulfilling, peaceful lives. And I need to travel and see this great,
beautiful, extraordinary world.
I already
go on small journeys in the region where I live, and although it’s nothing big,
it does give me more insight about
life, and gives me a feeling of self-worth I’ve never felt before. I grow,
every time I step onto the road with
unknown country to be discovered. And I do
try to help others. But how much do I wish that there were a way to combine
both, make my living out of it.
All I can
hope for is a strike of insight that I know
someday will come, whether it will be on a 2000 m high mountain, on my kayak on
the sea, or anywhere else on my journeys.
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