Friday, 7 February 2014

... Everywhere!: The Wanderlusting Mind

wan·der·lust
ˈwändərˌləst/
noun
noun: wanderlust

    1. a strong desire to travel.
    "a person consumed by wanderlust"

For those of you that perhaps missed the memo I have lived in Vancouver, Canada (pointing out the obvious but there's actually more than 1 Vancouver) for almost 14 years, with a lovely apartment that I've worked my arse off for and 3 jobs (two careers) that I absolutely love to be able to somewhat afford to live in said city & said apartment. One extra cost is my wanderlust.

I'm a somewhat responsible Homo sapien whilst firmly located in Van City. I go to work. I come home. I walk my dogs. I change into pj's with owls on. I get on the couch. I Google things - admittedly flights and countries most of the time if not airline disasters (yes I'm weird). I watch Netflix (thanks Britta). I go to bed. Nothing different to millions of others really.

But when I wake up and pass the drawer where my now-Canadian passport lives, you have no idea how hard it is! How wonderful it would be to drop everything and ignore going from Point A to Point B. To fly away. Don't misunderstand me though, I am actually really happy with my every day life. I feel rather guilty every time I wish it away so that I can go back to living out of a 40lb backpack. Staying in one place for me must be the way alcoholics must feel about being sober. Don't get me wrong, I'm in no way comparing the severity of my affliction to the struggle of being an alcoholic. That would make me an insensitive arse.

My first big trip by myself was when I was 12 years old and I went to Austria to visit my penpal. Since then I've visited Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Canada, the Cayman Islands, Chile, Costa Rica, Egypt, France, Germany, Guatemala, Holland, Honduras, Japan, Jordan, Mexico, Nicaragua, Peru, Tanzania and various US States. I've met fantastic people from all over the world. I went traveling in 2013 to Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, China and the USA then ended the year with a long overdue trip to good ol' Blighty for Christmas.

I have been back from my most recent trip for almost 6 weeks and can say settling back into the point A to B is pretty rubbish. It seems like a life time away but on the 12th April I am jetting off once more to China, Nepal, India & Japan. And I'm getting angsty as I wait. I've got that look on my face, that fidgeting in my hands. I get that way when the ol' wanderlust sets in. I've spent the last few days looking for excuses to take a trip. This morning I've eaten breakfast whilst Googling places, reading friend's travel blogs, punching in dates for flights into search engines and written this post. Is this normal behaviour?

In my humble opinion, give in to wanderlust, go travel, because it could change your whole life! I'm in no way "loaded" either, I live off baked beans & toast to save for my trips! But I absolutely love every minute of seeing somewhere new, so that culinary "delight" is a small sacrifice.

And if a trip isn't feasible right now then have a lot of fun writing down your own Itchy Feet list!

(Current) Itchy Feet List

Antarctica -> Jan 2016
Bhutan
Bolivia
Ecuador/Galapagos
Iceland
Indonesia
Malaysia/Borneo
Mongolia
Morocco
Myanmar (Burma)
New Zealand
Sint Maarten
Uganda, Rwanda, Zambia, Namibia, Botswana, South Africa
Venezuela (Angel Falls)