To dream to travel or to travel to dream??
What if you could travel anywhere you wanted? Like you could grab a map, pick a country, and just go....
Being from a small town, I've always dreamed of moving away and traveling, even living somewhere over seas. For most people from little old Albion, they just dream of going off to school and most of them end up coming back eventually. "Traveling" is a different meaning for them. Traveling means moving a state away and going to school, maybe getting a job a few hours from home. However, I am the opposite.
Every time I see a movie and people travel, I get excited. It makes my heart race. When I watch Under the Tuscan Sun I get the urge to pack a bag and run off to Italy. I want so badly to live in a foreign country for at least a few years. I don't care if I have to learn a different language or if I have to sacrifice what I would call a more "hygienic" living. I would do it.
Most of all if I were to travel, the main thing on my mind is Greece.
Ever since I saw the movie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, I've been in love with the country.
The old architecture and the way of the city just speak to me.
That sounds a little more passionately cheesy than I'd hoped, but it's true. I've seen so many pictures and movies and I swear I can just smell the air.
I've always appreciated old buildings, which is why I kind of love my town.
Everything has been preserved and is so historic. I absolutely adore it and am excited to one day bring my kids back home to show them our cute little community.
Another thing, I LOVE Greek food. I order El Greco at least once a week. I could eat a gyro every day and be perfectly fine. I'll try pretty well anything (with the exception of seafood). Sydney always laughs because I'm comfortable ordering anything off the menu at restaurants I've never been to. I've never ran into a situation where I didn't like what I ordered. I love food. Problem solved.
Now back to traveling. I get sidetracked easily and I could for sure talk about food all day......
Do you ever just want to pack your bags and run away? As if running away will somehow lead you to find yourself? I can't say that I'm lost, but every experience leads me to another part of who I am. Almost like an undiscovered happiness or personality so to speak. If I couldn't have Greece, I'd for sure want Italy. Letters to Juliet really pulled me in.
Anyway, I don't think it matters where I travel to. I just want to go. I've always been good at keeping myself occupied and I think I'd be okay running off to some foreign country where I don't know anyone. That's kind of the scary part. I'm "okay" with running off. I think we reach a point in our lives where we want to ask crazy questions like "Who do I really want to be?" or "Who am I becoming?" We pick a major and go off to college and start the life we think we're supposed to be living. The pattern is to go to school, get a job, start a family, and live happily ever after...right? What if we want more than that? What if we need more than that?
The belief that graduating from school will put things in perspective has completely escaped me. Graduating, moving, it doesn't matter what changes, I still haven't felt what others seem to be feeling. I feel like everything is just starting. I don't want to have wild and crazy college years where I party hard and get into trouble. I want to have those years that somehow define my life. I want these years to reflect on who I've become and where I end up. I just need to figure out how to get there...
Somehow traveling the world turned into self discovery. Who knew that Eat Pray Love was right? I thought that movie was too boring to ever watch again, but perhaps I could live it out....
Where do YOU want to travel to??
Aww beautiful Tuscany. Can't we just have our wonderful fairytale ending like in Letters To Juliet where there are romantic love letters and a handsome guy with an accent to kiss us in the end?
*sigh* To only dream....
*sigh* To only dream....
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