The Traveller

Travellers never die. They just go into hibernation.

After years on the road I took a break from real travel, married, raised a family, divorced, moved country and started again.

The time comes when we get that itchy feet feeling and start to travel, once again leaving all behind.

I have experienced it all. Now at 50+ I am experiencing the road again, travelling wherever it takes me. Crossing off my Bucket List. Meeting new people and seeing how the world has changed.

As a traveller, we are not just travelling  to see places as they are.  There’s always more than what meets the eye, and we know that traveling makes you more open to different cultures and religions, and appreciate the differences each of us here on earth have from one another.

Sometimes we find it difficult to even understand , but as the time passes by, whether we like it or not,  we learn new things, even things that are incomprehensible at first.

welcome breath of fresh air.waiting for down train to pass

A Welcome breath of fresh air. Waiting for the down train to pass in Malaysia

We learn why in some cultures they take their shoes off before entering houses and temples, we learn the differences and ways of other religions, we learn the importance of other cultures, we learn to accept that everyone is different.
We become used to everyday normalities of other cultures, and we are happy when we learn that they too, learns from us.

Filipino Culture. Matching the Cockerels

Filipino Culture. Matching the Cockerels before the fight

Some travellers are very adventurous and open to new experiences, some are limited in their own ways and beliefs that have been ingrained in them by years of living in their comfort zones and when travelling find it hard to leave them behind.

Whichever kind of traveller you are remember the saying  by Robert Louis Stevenson…..   “There are no foreign lands. It is the traveller only who is foreign.” 

 

 

Days Are Numbers (The Traveller) – The Alan Parsons Project

The traveller is always leaving town
He never has the time to turn around
And if the road he’s taken isn’t leading anywhere
He seems to be completely unaware
 
The traveller is always leaving home
The only kind of life he’s ever known
When every moment seems to be a race against the time
There’s always one more mountain left to climb

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