Last week, I read this book called Wanderlove (it’s amazing, go check it out!). It’s about a young girl travelling on her own for the first time. She books a group tour at first, but then leaves them behind to travel with a brother and sister she meets at the group’s first stop.
This book made me think a lot about the different ways we have to travel.
In today’s world, with digital nomads, travel bloggers and the pressure social media puts on us to have ‘the perfect life,’ travel seems almost obligatory.
And if you travel, it’s best if you do it with a backpack and as little stuff as possible. Like a real traveller. Stay in places for a long time, learn the language a bit, soak up the culture. Write everything down to make sure you don’t forget.
Stuffed suitcases are for amateurs. It’s much better to stay in a hostel than in an air-conditioned hotel room. And let’s not even talk about the daily tours to historic places that you can go on. All of that takes away from the experience.
Or does it?
I’ve done both types of travelling. I’ve gone places with a suitcase (albeit a small one), taking a taxi from the airport to the hotel, and enjoying the fact that there was a small fridge in my room. But I’ve also spent hours on the floor of a full train, trying to get work done on my laptop with a terrible internet connection, and sleeping in a hostel room with twenty strangers.
Who gets to decide what kind of travelling is the best way to travel? Sometimes you just don’t want to deal with all the problems that can arise while in a strange country. Sometimes you just want to relax on the beach and read your book. And other times you’re up for the adventure, putting on your hiking boots to go back to nature.
What are your experiences travelling? Do you feel like there are certain expectations that come with travelling (especially for younger people)?