Before leaving the states I was talking to someone about our upcoming adventure. Her response to my rambling, “Oh, so you suffer from wanderlust?” This was a confusing question to me. I had never considered wanderlust a sufferage. Plus, I am the type of person who puts a positive spin on most things. I don’t tend to use words like “sufferage,” especially when it is in regards to something I enjoy doing. However, after her brief explanation and a bit of thought on my end, I was able to not only understand but even relate to the phrase.
Traveling is invigorating and exciting and interesting. If you’ve taken any type of trip, big or small, near or far, you’re aware of how enjoyable it can be. Travel allows one to see new lands, taste interesting foods, meet different folks, hear various languages and sounds. It is a feast for the senses and every single day there are more experiences just waiting to be had.
Travel can also be terrifying and frustrating and exhausting. If you travel extensively sacrifices must be made. Many travelers we’ve met along the way (including ourselves) don’t own a home or many things at all for that matter. The only friends you really have are the folks you are traveling with. Sure, friendships are made on the journey but those are difficult to maintain as you are generally heading in two completely different directions. Holidays and family dinners are missed and while Facetime is great, it just doesn’t fully capture the glory of Christmas morning spent with loved ones. These are not complaints, by any means; it’s the life we (and all other travelers) have chosen. As marvelous as it may seem on the outside, there is a bit of sufferage here and there. However, it ‘s one of those sufferages we continue choosing and I don’t foresee it changing anytime soon.
Homesickness has been a bit heavy for me this week, probably more so than it has been since we left. The funny part about that is even though I am missing my family, we just extended our trip for two more months. So, I smiled as we changed our tickets and cried as I sang Christmas songs on our way back to our hotel. My emotions were all over the map, incredibly conflicting. But faced with the opportunity to travel, it’s something I will choose every time. So to my friend that asked the question if I suffer from wanderlust. Yes, as a matter of fact I do; and as of now, there is no known cure.