Talk to anybody who’s in love with travel and they will list off destinations, people, activities and much more as reasons that keep them motivated to travel. That kind of excitement is infectious and is something that got me to move from thinking about travel to actually planning and setting off to see Europe. Before that though you need that initial instigator to push your train of thought into one of travel and away from work, life or whatever event is going on at that particular time.
There was a number of things that motivated me to travel and turn my back on a 9 to 5 life in Australia. It started when I was still in high school and had a friend on the other side of the world who I emailed, sent normal old letters via post to and chatted to back when it was very uncool/creepy to talk to people online. As I grew older I became more interested in the history of places and how things came to be. But it was still just a dream, the thought of actual travel abroad on my own was far to scary an experience.
Years later I finally took to the skies through way of a girlfriend at the time. She’d travelled before so I was comfortable to see the world knowing someone was there by my side to turn to when I didn’t know what to do. That trip finally ignited my travel bug I guess you could say. I had a want to see more, but was still only looking for holidays away and short trips as I worked full time. Solo travel at that time still scared the daylights out of me.
Skip forward a couple more years and the girlfriend had departed under difficult circumstances and my job had become far less enjoyable than before. The cost of living was only going up and I found myself struggling to makes ends meet and overall enjoy life. I was for all intents and purposes that typical shy geeky guy going nowhere fast. I needed a way to jump-start everything again and a chance talk with a friend returning from a working holiday in the UK was it.
I’d read over their blog and the adventures and destinations they’d seen while abroad and decided this was what I needed. It was a way to start fresh, to push my boundaries so to speak. In a way you could say I was running away from everything but it wasn’t to just escape it was to better myself and my life.
It’s funny how one problem in life can be used to conquer another. There I was pushing forward to confront myself and years of built up pressure by visiting different countries, different foods and meeting different people. The very thing I feared most. I guess the allure of finally exploring abroad was bigger than continuing down an unknown path at home.
What motivated you to travel? Was it something you grew up with or was it a more defined moment like a relationship split, life choice or career break? Let me know in the comments below as I’d love to know how you got into travelling and exploring the world.