When I say I want to travel, I don’t mean I want to stay at resorts and go on tours with tour guides or buy key chains from souvenir shops.
I don’t want to be a tourist.
When I say I want to travel, I mean I want to explore another country and become part of it for 2-3 weeks.
I want to discover small coffee/baguette shops in France, churrerias in Spain, Pasta/Pizza in Italy and much more beyond.
I want to walk on beaches in Australia and browse the old book stores of London & Manchester.
I want to hike the great wall of china and go cliff diving in Hawaii.
I want to meet people who are not like me, but people who I can like all the same.
I want to take pictures of things and places and people I meet, not stupid selfies for Instagram.
I want my mind to be in constant awe of life on earth.
I want to see things with new eyes & an open mind.
I want to look at a map and be able to remember how I was transformed by the places I’ve been to, the things I’ve seen, and the people I’ve met.
I want to come home and realize that I have not come home whole, but have left a piece of my heart in each place I have been.
This, I think, is what is at the heart of adventure and this is why I plan on making my life one.
Basically i will retire in my 30s while i am still a PhD research scholar/student & all these are my retirement plans.
Everyone is entering relationship, getting engaged or married or pregnant, then entering depression or their 5-month validity of joy.
Meanwhile me & my bestfriend just wanna look fleek, stay single and travel, while building an automotive blog, selling atheleisure clothing & whey protein supplements online.
Travel because you don’t remember years, you remember memories/moments.
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