Is it possible for home to be everywhere?
Yes, I believe so. Everywhere could be a good place, as long as you have a brave heart and an adventurous soul. Traveling made it all possible to me.
The first time I had travelled, it was a year ago. I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t even know what had gone through my head when I first bought my plane ticket. All I knew was that I was going on a trip. Alone! Which basically earned gasps and foreheads creased together.
“You travel alone?”
That, my friends, is the most frequent question I get asked from people. And somehow it’s not just because they’re worried (although of course, I like to think so!), but because they’re curious. And there would be more follow-up questions like, “Why are you doing that?”; “Are you going through something?”; “How on earth can you survive without someone?” and trust me, the list still goes on. And for that, you are now labeled as one of the weirdest people they know. But then again, I think otherwise. I am weird but I am definitely not going through something. I like to think of myself as an old soul seeking for the great adventures of life and what it can offer to feed the hunger of curiosity in me.
I still ask myself, actually, about why I can stomach the feeling of going alone and walking the path that others often ignore. That why I travel the road less travelled.
And my old soul answered back.
Traveling for me is like breathing – the oxygen that filters through my lungs, the one that breathes life to me. Because I enjoy the uncertainty, the thrill that goes through my veins and into my soul, and the adventure that will change my life forever. Seeing something for the first time and holding it at the palm of your hands, having that feeling of rareness within your grasp. To be with other vibrant, young, and beautiful souls you meet along the way. Some of them unexpectedly touches your life and leave prints in your skin like ink that will forever be with you, tattooed in your mind and in your soul. To live a life that isn’t just a routine.
And if you’re lucky enough, which I really anticipate, life on the road will reward you with spectacular, treasured, and bittersweet memories that will linger on you forever. That will keep you eager for more. And that exactly what happened to me when I first travelled and since then, my love affair for travelling has kept me going. And although I keep on leaving these distant, picturesque places, they will always be imprinted on me
VALENTINES DAY HONG KONG 2014: “Wanderlust is like itchy feet. It’s when you can’t settle down. But Wonderlove is much deeper than that… It’s a compulsion. It’s the difference between lust and love.”
My love for solo travel will never stop. Not yet. Not in this lifetime.
So, I’m going to ask you: Are you brave enough to experience and embrace the life on the other side of your comfort?
I know you will. Because like me, you are a beautiful old soul filled with unknown adventures and hunger for excitement.
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