Travel is not about finding yourself

Travel is not about finding yourself, it’s about discovering who you are not.

This is something that I have definitely found from travelling, it does change you but it most certainly doesn’t turn on this lightbulb to let you know who you are and what you are to do for the rest of your life.

To me, travelling is not about how many counties you can tick off, how many memorable photos you take gazing into the gorgeous horizons, how many beach selfies, or hours spent on planes, trains, buses and boats. I’ve realised something that made me fall in love with travelling and that was having a purpose to travel and be there. Looking back my time in Africa really bought this to light.

I don’t want to be ferried around with the hundreds of other tourists, lining up to take the photo, passing through locals homes to stare and judge, or give locals the money for cheap tat that can barely feed them.

I understand tourism makes a living for them but I don’t want to be tourism.

Each day I have woken up with the knowing that I need to make decisions. It’s the forward and backward battle of ‘I’m lucky enough to be in a position to have so many options’, but I find it hard. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know where to go.

Initially we were planning to continue travelling throughout Asia and eventually settle here to teach english. However, we have agreed Asia is not where we want to be, although a fantastic place to travel and holiday it’s not right for us at this moment in time.

Our journey will most likely keep changing as it has done over the last few weeks but our plan moving forward takes us to Vietnam tomorrow for a week or so. From there we are not sure whether to continue in Asia for a few more weeks but, even with that decision yet to be made, we continue to look for teaching jobs around Europe and have interviews lined up already.

Europe is so readily available for Brits to travel and live with no worry of a visa, the beautiful mix of cultures, the food, the history and, importantly to us, the languages. Learning a language is something I really want to do whilst teaching and preferably I’d love to speak Spanish or Italian. To me immersing myself in a culture, becoming part of the community and giving something back to them is so important. Teaching the children and living with a local family in such a beautiful part of the world is such an exciting opportunity.

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