It may be something that you strive for while making that sale, meeting the forecasted target dictated to you by your company, work a second job, re-mortgage your home and forego renovations, or perhaps, even take out a loan. You wait for It and It gives you something to look forward to and you work towards It. You calculate, you consult with your loved ones, you coordinate and weigh your options to accommodate all involved . Day after day, week after week; watching that clock, and budgeting. You fill your days with all that is life, in the meantime, but all the while planning that "It"- whatever It may be. Booking your "time off," with the career you are married to; you negotiate. You and friends, lovers or family. You speak to agents or research online and confirm It. You double check; you state your credit card number several times, and you committ to It: that weekend, week, or for those fortunate ones, a month or longer. The hours and efforts are invested. And again, you cross off the days on the office or home calendar.
Next, you make lists of what to pack, what bills to pay beforehand and plan endlessly for It. You converse with your neighbour or colleagues and compare options, views and you share experiences -never evading opinions and suggestions proudly, of past trips you've travelled and how much value there is in It.
By now you understand what "It" is. Travel: it is something in your sights and is part of your goals. Goals for togetherness for your family unit that brings you closer, or on the other spectrum, it is a goal to experience life as an individual while inevitably connecting with strangers. As a result memories form, thereafter, and the people involved bare witness to your experiences, which further enriches the journey and has long lasting effect. Year after year, or every second year, as it may be, travel and the plans keep you going and you repeat as needed - or as allowed.
Finally, you would think, you go, you experience travel and the world.... and this is life. This is the good life.
Yet, "It" is not final because you return HOME... and there is nothing sweeter.
When one travels endlessly, as I do, I feel that an important part of this process is missing somewhat, but I will not dare complain. Home is where the heart is.
Sharing soon : Vacation to Seychelles and Bali!
