I have a dream, and that dream is to travel. Travel far and wide, enjoying the endless wealth that this planet bestows upon us in terms of sensory appeasement.
One day I would do it all. Travel on an impulse, and on purpose ignore the “quickest and safest” method (air travel)… because it completely cuts out the simple joys of impulsive travel. The destination is hardly important compared to the joys of experiencing the journey…
Imagine waking up in the middle of the night in a gently shaking train, going to the door and standing in the cold night air and trying to associate yourself with the darkness that is so hard to come by in a city existence… All these tiny experiences are lost on air travel… As quoted by a popular newsprint, “The best flights are the ones where you forget all about them as soon as you hit the tarmac.” … That is in no way fun.
Impulsive travel… What all comes to my mind? Hitchhike, sleeping bags, tents, meeting new people, photography, the sense of being away from it all…
I seriously don't see the point of today’s blog… My mind is on an overdrive of thoughts and experiences missed and experiences yet to be experienced, all because I overdosed on systematic boredom caused by banal education. Its getting tough to attain coherency… but I hope that you have got my point… I want to travel on an impulse and feel the detachment (from reality) that comes from such an endeavour. I want to experience the joys of (for example) looking at endless fields of blazing heather, swaying with the breeze in the afternoon sun, of listening to the gurgling happy laughter of small hillside streams, flowing on, of standing in the cool night air in a tiny village in a hill and looking up to the starry sky above, of eating ice cream sitting in the warm sand near an azure ocean, of getting surprised by a sudden icy downpour when stranded in the middle of nowhere and yet enjoying it, without a tiny flutter in my soul, of photographing the people and places of places unknown… The world is just awesome… Escapism is unbelievably appealing right now…
Why do we imagine so much? … oh, leave it now, that is another post for another day… :)
