Using Travel To Escape Life: Fact Or Fiction?
If we would be comfortable and satisfied just the way we are in our home environment, why would we even long to leave? To see new things, yes. But people find themselves in circles of routine and emotionally burdensome situations. This is when the planning of the so called ”great escape” begins. Even for a short period of time we want to feel free and leave everything behind. But if we focus ourselves not on random vacations in the sun, sea and sand style; but rather than than on the long-term travels, that exact way out is a way inside ourselves.
As the famous travel writer Paul Theroux writes in his book The Tao of Travel: ”I wanted to find a new self in a distant place, and new things to care about. Elsewhere was the place I wanted to be.” I am more and more sure about the fact that the escape is nothing less but the entrance in a new way of one’s life.
People would usually say that someone who disappears for a month or even more for the reasons of travelling is irresponsible and that the only thing he or she is running away from is reality and adulthood. But traditional life in which we are almost forced into is not meant for everybody. Besides, why should we all be the same? People who are satisfied with that one week of summertime vacation and monotony for the whole year after seem to a travelling soul like the prisoners of one long and boring day. The hardest thing to understand is how can someone be in one place for a whole life when we have a chance to go anywhere (if our financial status allows it, of course).
The thing is that once you travel in the truthful meaning of travelling it easily becomes a way of life. The reason is simple: when we are at home in the company of the same people for the majority of our time, it only comes naturally that we have to join a new class or something so that we keep evolving ourselves; but, when travelling, this is inevitable. If you meet new people, find yourself in difficult situations and become a part of a new rythm – all of which is very common when travelling – you will discover the parts of yourself that you never knew existed. I myself got adduced with that feeling; the feeling of thousand possibilities. Even before I go I imagine in what way will I come back different.
I have seen Spain, Poland, Czech Republic, Germany, France, Croatia, Great Britain, Austria and Italy, but I truly travelled just once. When I was 16-years-old my parents went through a divorce. It was a hard time for my family and, as a young girl in puberty, I wanted to be anywhere else but where I had been. Thankfully, my schoolmate gave me a chance to go away for a month when she introduced me to voluntary work with European Voluntary Service.
In the summer of 2011 I lived with a local family in Rosoman, Macedonia. Being in a new enviroment allowed me to work on my thoughts independent from the people who have been trying to point me in the ”right” directions and their directions. For the first time I was allowed to think for myself and not being preached to by people who were around me all the time. I changed because I was free of that.
Ever since, I am longing to travel somewhere and explore what the world and what more do I have to offer. I always seem to use travelling as a manner of running away. But maybe the run away part is not true. After all it’s not running away, but running towards oneself. And that is what makes it so addicting.