Why do we travel?
The answer may at first seem obvious. We travel to see new places, meet new people, experience new cultures. We want to broaden our horizons and expand our minds. See the sights, taste the foods, live for a moment in another way of life.
There’s something in common here.
At the core, the desire to travel can be likened to a desire for growth. Each exposure to the unknown, each taste of the foreign, does something to our DNA. Not literally of course, but it certainly feels like it. The satisfaction with the familiar is replaced by a craving for excitement. We find ourselves pushing our boundaries, and crashing through those walls we previously thought of as unshakeable.
It’s baby steps. First a trip within our own country, where things may be a little less like at home, but still within reach. Then we test the waters a bit further, dip our toes into something a bit more exotic. We go for a weekend. Then a week, two weeks, a month. We keep building, until before we know it, that adrenaline rush that comes with every purchase of a plane ticket becomes as necessary as the air we breathe.
Then the question must be turned on its head.
Instead of why do we travel, we have to ask how can we not? It’s become a part of us, a global identity, something as sure as the place we were born. We are a citizen of the world, as comfortable hailing a tuk tuk in Thailand as we are catching brunch with friends back home. It’s not that travel doesn’t present its own set of challenges. It certainly does. It’s that we have evolved to a point at which those no longer seem insurmountable.
Travel empowers us. And once we discover that feeling, there’s absolutely no way we’d ever be willing to let it go.