I have always wanted to travel abroad for a few months. I went to Greece for about two weeks after I graduated high school, but those two weeks weren’t enough and I was on an itinerary. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved my time in Greece and all the places I got to visit. I got to visit ruins, the Acropolis in Athens and the museum, visited a few islands, swim in the Mediterranean…. many amazing experiences.
However, I would love to live out of a suitcase and travel for a few months throughout Europe. Even if all I did was go to the United Kingdom. I have relatives in England whom I could stay with/use their house as a base and they would also be excited about taking me to different castles around the country or just traveling with me in general. My aunt and I would talk books, and I would trade sarcasm with both my aunt and uncle. I’ve read way too many historical fiction novels about the United Kingdom and I would love to see the places that my books describe.
I also feel like traveling abroad and fending for myself in a country unfamiliar to myself would help me grow and discover new things about myself. I just have a thirst, a need that resonates within my body, to travel. The feeling is almost like if I do not travel, I will die. Extremely melodramatic, I know. I’m not sure how to describe the feeling. It’s not just physical, but emotional and spiritual. I mean physical in that I feel like I need to travel as much as I need food, water, shelter, etc. to survive. Emotional as if it is the only thing that will keep me sane. Spiritual like it will focus my center and give me a purpose in life.
I made it my goal to travel abroad in the next year. So by July 6, 2016, I need to be in a different country.