I’ve been home for less than a month. It’s mid-May and I’ve already been to India, Kauai, Mexico and Santa Fe this year.
<<< Me in Seattle. I look happy, don’t I?
I love my significant other. I love my home. I love Seattle (though I could do without all the record-breaking sogginess). But what am I doing right now?
- I’m looking for flights to Mongolia and Burma and trying to figure out how to fit in a research trip for a 2012 WanderTour to one of these destinations prior to or after my Bhutan Trekking tour in October.
- I’m looking through my travel photos on Facebook. I’m reading through my own tour itineraries and am daydreaming about getting out of dodge.
- I’m also looking at the itinerary for the Mongol Rally this summer. My friends Dave and Deb, from The Planet D, and Sherri, from Ottsworld and Briefcase to Backpack, are motoring from London to Mongolia this summer and it’s killing me that I’m not doing it! They’ll be in a car, however. And I’d do it on a motorcycle in a heartbeat. Well a couple of heartbeats. (The fabulous sig’o says he’d prefer a car, so one day we may do this behind a wheel instead…)
- And, I’m acting all jealous that Nancy, our WanderBoomer blogger, is going to the Galapagos on a press trip.
A week ago I was talking about how delighted I was to be home this spring to work in my garden. Vegetables? Flowers? Pht. Now I’m thinking I can always buy veggies at the local farmers’ market. Instead of digging in the dirt, I’m thinking about the beach in Kauai, a dirt road in Uzbekistan and seeing the Himalayas up close and personal.
I mused to a friend recently that I find driving to downtown Seattle (12 minutes away), looking for parking and fighting crowds at a concert to be a pain in the butt. But give me a map and let me loose in the streets of Saigon, Bangkok or Rio (high on my wish list), and there’s no way I’d turn down the chance.
So all this crazy wanderlust has me asking, “What is wrong with me? Why this travel itch? And why can I not shake it?”
Though some of you share this affliction with me, the vast majority of people in the world don’t suffer from this disease. And I admit that it’s sometimes those raised eyebrows that has me questioning myself.
Perhaps one day I will want to hang up my backpack and have a “normal” life. But if my friend Meg Noble Peterson is any indication, it’s unlikely I’ll stop anytime soon. Meg spent a milestone birthday (Meg, would you like to reveal which one?) climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro. Meg’s my hero and shows no sign of slowing down in her travels.
If I could look into a crystal ball and see my future, it’s far more likely to include the kinds of adventures that Meg continues to pursue. Though I question my sanity at times, I think that it’s travel that keeps me young and, ultimately, curious about myself, my neighbors and open to the world at large.
Despite all that, I’m still left wondering, What’s wrong with me?
Photo Credit: Crystal Ball by Dan Queiroz