Travel has a different meaning for everyone. We all seek something different when we get away from our daily routine. For me, travel began many years ago merely being a tourist running around seeing all of the sights the guide books told me I simply should not miss. “Hello Eiffel Tower”; take the obligatory photo. “Here I am riding a vaporetto on the Grand Canal”; take the obligatory photo. This is a thrill for many and this is ok. I remember hosting a couple in London not too long ago. One of the visitors barely lifted her nose away from her guide book. I couldn’t help but say, “Look up! Look up! You’re missing London.”
I am a gentleman traveller, and a curious one at that. I seek experiences, and moments that have meaning. I want to know the people of the place where I am visiting. What do they think? What are their customs and will they share them with me? What can they teach me about life? What can they teach me about my home country? And, I’m always curious about people’s level of happiness. I don’t know why. It’s simply a curious pursuit of mine.
Perhaps at this point in my life peeling away the superficial bits that separate cultures is what I find more appealing. Quite frankly, I think deep down we are all the same. The father and leader of the nomadic Berber tribe worries how his children will fare in the changing world. The twenty-three year old kid in Bali wonders what truly interests him and what he will do with his life. The examples go further, yet the stories are the same that we know in the western world.
Our experiences from our own cultures are what separate us only in the way we try to solve problems. We are all trying to “make it” in this world and I’ve seen this over and over wherever I go.
This is the purpose of this blog. I want to inspire you to travel as far, and wide, as is possible for you. I want you to have experiences you never thought possible. I want you to learn that you’re braver and stronger than you know. Travel for your own reasons and not where a magazine tells you to go. Go off the beaten path and scare yourself. Challenge what you know and think how you can become a better person because you traveled.
I have flown well over a million miles. Does this make me special? Quite frankly the answer is no. In the literal sense I received two luggage tags from American Airlines for that milestone. There is no meaning in that. I overheard someone once say I jet across the world because I am trying to find myself. To that I say, I did not know I was lost. I have even heard I am having a wild love affair in London. Aside from the shallow notion of that statement, I can only say – “Yes, I am having an affair; an affair with London.”
There is meaning in a journey. A journey is not just A to B, it is also the in between. A journey is the moments, and the memories, and glimpses of a time gone by. What I feel, the colours of the world, the taste of the air, and the lives touched along the way – including mine. A journey is making new connections to a place, and to cultures foreign to my own. It is a change of perception. A journey is finding myself on the path less travelled. It is cautious steps, and giant leaps of faith.
A journey is taking time, taking a breath, charting my own course, and being a part of a story worth telling.
Why do you travel?
Go around the world with The Gentleman Wayfarer. Every week, stamp your passport with new inspiring destinations. From high in the Himalayas to the Sand Dunes of The Sahara Desert to the ever energetic London – plus much, much more.
Share your favourite travel experiences in the comment section and Please Subscribe.
The Gentleman Wayfarer is a travel vlog and blog dedicated to travel inspiration and destinations, travel photography and travel resources.