My friend summed it up the other day when she said ‘the best and worst thing about travelling is that it makes you want to travel more’. In a way I think I’m lucky that I’ve been away from home for so long, because while there are many places I have yet to explore I know that at least for a while my love and joy for being in Canada will be able to tackle my wanderlust. But this won’t always be the case, and I doubt it will be much more than a year before I’m back out on the road again.
In the age of technology it’s easy to believe that you can discover everything you want to do online. Prior to this year, if you gave me an atlas and told me to list everywhere I wanted to go I would have been able to jot down an organized list in no time. Not on that list would be places like Spain. This is how travel changes you-I walked across a country I had no particularly strong compulsion to see, and I fell in love with it. Moreover, falling in love with Spain made me fall in love with dozens of other places I had never given much thought to. Once the traveling bug bites you it doesn’t let go. It seems like for every place I go and every experience I have, two more places and experiences get added to my bucket list. It has the potential to be a dangerous trap. The one thing that’s become clear to me is that wherever you are and whatever you’re doing, you need to be appreciating it and milking it for all it’s worth. It doesn’t matter if your bucket list ever gets finished. What matters is that you pay attention in the here and now, and you lead a life you can be proud of. My aim in life is to be someone who grows up with stories to tell, but you won’t have any good stories if you’re too busy dreaming of the next great adventure to properly experience the adventure you’re on now. So live each day like a new camino, don’t shy away from new experiences, and make sure people know that you love them.