part of the 30 Days of Indie Travel Project
clearly i have an interminable case of wanderlust and there are only a few things in life that even come close to my love of travel. i suppose i’m a railfan (mostly high speed rail and public transit) and an aviation geek, but those are sort of in a feedback loop with the whole travel thing, so on a macro scale they almost merge.
perhaps i’ve become jaded in my 34 years? there’s nothing else with that thrilling synergy of exploration, eager anticipation, learning, history, community, excitement, and escapism that going somewhere provides, whether it’s the next town over or somewhere over the ocean. each of those individual things alone are nice, but together? hot damn. i thrive on that magic mash-up.
and as i say, i live to travel and travel to live. easy as that.