Traveling is a strange thing

Reflections from 10 years ago and 10 years of travel

Travelling is a strange thing.

You learn so much about yourself – how you deal with stressful situations, what kind of person you are in different circumstances, what you enjoy, what you hate, and so on.

But the more you learn about yourself, the more you come to the realization that you actually know nothing about yourself.

Which is an unsettling and perhaps even terrifying realization — at least for me.

To imagine that after all these years of being the person that you are, you really don’t know yourself at all.

How can that be, you might ask. I don’t claim to know. I can only share with you how I feel, and it is up to you to agree or agree to disagree.

I think it might have something to do with how we are constantly changing, from day to day, even minute to minute, or second to second. Things happen, and people change.

The thing is, in the daily humdrum of things, the changes are small. Perhaps not insignificant, but small enough to go unnoticed. Small enough to disappear into the r…