My life is a series of stops and gos. I travel for a while, I rest, I travel again, I rest — and repeat for years. Back in May, I was getting tired of traveling. I’d been too long without a break. I’ve since spent the last 3 1/2 months living in New York City and Boston and gaining back my love of travel. Now, after my much-needed rest, I’m back on the road again.
Time away from traveling allowed me to do many awesome things. I got over my burnout. I started a consulting company. I began writing for AOL and the Huffington Post. I got to see “Wicked” in New York City. I caught up on my movies. I got sucked into True Blood. I got to live in New York City and explore some of what the Big Apple has to offer. I got to miss New York City. I saw friends in Boston. I saw my parents and my dog. I watched Pink Floyd perform an epic rendition of “The Wall.” Yes, I did many cool things.
But I’m a traveler. It’s where my heart is. Life on the road is happiness for me: the adventure, the excitement, the new beers in each country to try. So now it’s time to sling my backpack over my shoulder, wave good-bye, and journey to places unknown.
A long time ago, I wondered how travel changes with age, responsibility, and work. All I want to do is be a traveler. Me and the road. A partnership made in heaven. But as this site has grown so too have my responsibilities with it. And now, I can say that a big blog does affect how you travel. I’m currently on a press trip in Canada. I’m trying out a new train service they are offering. I’ll be going from Toronto to Montreal over the course of five days, with stops along the way.
Then I’ll be visiting my friends Sean and Dawn in Florida. I haven’t seen them since 2008 when we traveled Thailand together. It’s a long overdue reunion. Then it’s off to Blog World Expo (a big blogging conference) in Las Vegas for four days before a two-week press trip to Australia.
I’m not one to complain about free travel, but until the end of this year, most of my travel relates to this website. Conferences, press trips, meetings, and events. While I love it and the opportunities these events bring, sometimes it makes me sad. These things get in the way of my one true desire: to just simply travel. My friend Jason says I’m not ready to let go of that part of my life when I could just do that. He’s right. I still want to be that intrepid backpacker who has just started his RTW trip and doesn’t have a care in the world.
There’s nothing wrong with what I do now. I love where I am in life. I wouldn’t change a thing. But lifestyle changes are hard. We often want to hold onto that piece of our lives that so defined and shaped our lives. The times and events that make us who we are are sometimes hard to move past.
But life changes. There is nothing I can do about that. As my life changes, how I travel will also change. But at least I’m on the road again and in the end, that’s really all that matters to me.