Grand Tetons by Flickr/Joanna Poe
I returned to my “normal life” in high school and I felt like a different person… like I could perhaps handle the stark juxtaposition of public school’s twisting tempests and dreary flatness.
I went from fairly depressed about life’s possibilities as a sophomore to wildly curious about what I couldn’t do just a few weeks later. I ran for student office, joined theater, played sports, took the hard classes, and never shied away from a dance floor again. Thus, my life was forever altered by the sense of accomplishment and adaptability to life’s winding road that I learned while traveling.
When I’d decided to go live in one of the world’s great cities and attempt to operate in a second language, I was terrified that I would be too different. I was sure that Paris would feel alien to me.
There was this moment, in Paris, during a cold day, when I realized how little I felt in the big city – but how centered I felt in the tiny world. I remember feeling truly liberated. I didn’t have to be strictly American, or Texan, or a certain type of man, or any other part of my assigned birth lottery. I could just be.
Travel unlocked my awareness of who I could be, who I was, and who I am. That awareness unlocked authentic relationships and career choices, which unlocked systems for sustained happiness. Happiness wasn’t the goal, and it still isn’t the goal, really. The goal is to be self-aware without having to be self-centered. Happiness is the byproduct.
So why do I travel? To know myself.
Why do you travel?
Call for Submissions – Tell Us About Your First Time (Traveling)
When did you first travel? What were your thoughts or perceptions about how travel would be before you began? What were your thoughts along the journey? How were you transformed by that first trip? What did it feel like while you were traveling? What did you learn? Where have you been since?