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Why we travel: The View from Viator (click here)
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Editor’s Note: At Viator we are big fans of Vagabondish: The Travelzine for Today’s Vagabond. So much so that we’ve agreed to swap posts on the critical question of “why we travel.” The following is by Amanda K, an Australian travel addict, writer and English teacher who’s visited more than 30 countries. Also check out her personal blog - Not A Ballerina.To read the Viator reply to Amanda & Vagabondish, click here.
Not everyone who travels becomes a travel addict. There are those people who are happy to take the odd vacation now and again, do a little sightseeing, perhaps tentatively try a new food, but are happier at home in their living room, attending to their garden or catching up with their friends on a regular Friday night at the pub.
I am not one of those people. And if you're reading this, the chances are that you're not one of those people, either.
Remind me: Why do we travel?
So why do we travel? And why do we just have to keep traveling? Traveling is an expensive, time-consuming hobby. I don't dare to try to calculate how much money I've spent on my travels over the years. And what do I have to show for it? A few insights, some pretty photos, friends dotted around the globe who I send occasional emails to… is that a good return on investment?
I guess what I'm saying is that there is some almost inexplicable force that keeps travelers getting on planes, booking vacations and daydreaming about their next destination. It's a strong force that's pretty much impossible to fight.
Here's my own personal philosophical take on why we travel: we're trying to improve ourselves. It sounds all very noble, although perhaps it's not what any of us are actually thinking as we rattle across Russia in a train or swallow fried cockroaches in Thailand, but I think that might be the basis of it all.
Why we travel: Expanding our comfort zone
One aspect of this is expanding our comfort zones. That's what makes travelers different from the people who prefer to stay home - you really only test the barriers of your comfort zone when you're in foreign countries, faced with complicated decisions and multitudes of new impressions. While confronting yourself with new challenges might partly be an adrenalin issue (if you can compare trying to find the bus station in Sousse, Tunisia with bungee jumping), I think it's also part of an inner desire to push yourself to somehow be better, more capable of meeting challenges, to have an "I can do anything" attitude.
To be frank, I consider myself a pretty cowardly person. I won't ride a rollercoaster if it loops upside-down, I'll shriek if I see a small spider and I get scared before making a speech in front of my colleagues. But others see me differently, because they watched me give up a good job to travel the world with no particular plan, they know that I traveled across Russia without meeting more than two or three other foreigners, and they even think I'm brave for eating some of the more unusual Japanese foods.
Why we travel: Understanding the world
Another side of the self-improvement idea is that travelers might have an innate sense of wanting to understand the world better. The more I travel and the more foreign people I meet, the more I realize that they're not foreign at all, and people are really the same the whole world over. Because I teach English as a second language, I get a double dose of that - in my classroom I'll have Colombians sitting next to Koreans, Russians next to Taiwanese, and they inevitably become firm friends.
Is it too big an idea to say that if everyone was able to travel extensively we'd be able to achieve world peace? Sure, it's a big call, but maybe there's something in it: if everybody got to experience more of those special friendships with people from all different countries, races, religions and beliefs, perhaps a whole lot more barriers would be broken down and we could achieve a bit more harmony. Or at least we could shed a lot of the negative stereotypes we hold about other nationalities.
Why we travel: Avoiding materialism
I'm not sure whether this is a cause or effect of the force that makes us travel, but it seems to be bound up in it somehow: travel addicts are mostly people who are trying to avoid getting caught up in the materialist traps that our society sets for us. Yes, it's lovely to have a lot of nice belongings, but we all know the research that suggests people from developing countries who basically have nothing are intrinsically happier than we are.
Unfortunately, I've always been a bit of a hoarder. Not of expensive material goods (I've never owned a brand new car, for example) but of sentimental belongings like books, clothes, souvenirs and old letters. Of course, I had to live without all of this stuff during my time abroad. I learned that I really don't need it all. And I especially don't need a wardrobe full of new clothes, the latest and best computer or stereo equipment, or an expensive leather sofa.
So why do we keep traveling?
The result of all this is that once we get the travel bug, we can't give it up. And that's because all of these goals that we're either consciously or subconsciously trying to achieve are almost unattainable.
Once you expand your comfort zone, the new, the exciting and the dangerous become comfortable. So then you have to start all over again and find other ways to stretch yourself outside of your (now enlarged) comfort zone.
You will never fully understand the world. There are too many people in too many different places, and on top of that, the world is constantly changing. You might come to grips with how middle-aged Germans see the reunification of the former East Germany and West Germany, but then there'll be a new generation of Germans who grew up in a unified country and have a completely different perspective.
Western society in particular revolves almost entirely around materialism and consumerism. Since I moved back to Australia, I've been astonished at how many shopping catalogs land in my letter box, how many people are crowded into shops to grab the latest products, and - more scarily - how tempted I've been to join them. Perhaps I need some more traveling to remind myself how little stuff you really need to be happy.
A Caveat: It’s OK to stay home, too
Just in case you're a non-traveler and you're reading this too: I'm not saying that those who stay at home aren't trying to improve themselves too. I bet they do in a million ways that travel addicts like me would never understand. They might even end up with a much healthier bank balance than me, and a bunch of multi-cultural friends in their own city. Part of me wishes I could be like you, and then I wouldn't feel unsettled every time I stay home for any extended time. But I'm a travel addict, and I don't think there's any program to cure it.
–Amanda K.
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