The thrill of discovering new things, meeting new friends, immersing in new culture, trying new and strange foods, etc. was an epitome of honing you to be mature. You learn to adapt to the strange environment and learn how to do things beyond your means. For me, it is a wonderful thing to experience.
You notice, that you left with so much expectations and learn all those things on the spot and then when you come back you were totally a different person because you mature a little bit learning new things and perspectives. You learned to be open and receptive to everything around you. It was a feeling of fulfillment at the least.
I just came back from a Patagonian Trip and still planning to do another trip for another wonderful experience. It was kinda routinary for me to just go and come back then plan and leave again for another one.
I started traveling late at my 30s then after my first travel to Europe things had just evolved to continuity. I can't just stop. My friends were teasing me that I have restless leg syndrome. Hahaha. But honestly, I guess they were right. I can endure walking miles and miles away when I am traveling and I am unstoppable, It was indeed an addiction!
Well, traveling had given me an avenue to side track myself from the stress of work and coming back form it I felt fresh and recharged. It's a good feeling coming back from a long trip. As if you don't what to come back to work.
If I have so much money, I will just travel endlessly and make it as a living. Being single can make me travel to my liking without any problems and I was fortunate to have a situation like that and has the means to do it because of my job. I can just schedule myself to escape from work without affecting my full time job because I can joggle my schedule independently.
It is a blessing that I started traveling when I was on my late 30s and I didn't regret it. Now I have recorded tons of memories in my mind and in my phone and in my other online accounts that always reminded me everyday about them and for me to reminisce all those pictures and imagine the good and bad things from that experiences.
It made me more aware that things happened in life to make you more mature and experienced. Yes indeed, traveling had made me mature and experienced about life. All those memories I have collected were my treasures and having those people can't just rob it from me because no memories can be bought with money.
They say, money talks, but on this instance money cannot buy your memories. It is deeply rooted in you and nobody can take that away from you. Remember that always!
