This is my reality:
I plan a trip and enjoy every minute of it; then come home and start saving for the next one. This endless countdown to the ‘next trip’ is how I keep my sanity throughout my work days and everyday life. Hell, I even moved abroad so I could live a never-ending holiday for awhile.
There is a normalcy of living a nomad style life where dreaming of nothing more than jetting off to far off places, where you can relax on a beach, explore a big city or even zipline through forests becomes ‘the usual’. The love to travel and seeing the world will never bore you, and you know that you will never run out of places to see and return to.
There is always a risk involved of course. Nothing worth having comes easy. But you put your faith in the knowledge that everything will be ok. You expect to arrive at your destinations, because the thought of not getting there is not something you can comprehend.
Travel Has Risks: Disasters & Death
In light of the disasters that every so often seem to strike, you count yourself lucky that it didn’t happen to you.
It is the risk all travelers take, but they never dream it will kill them. Death is not supposed to strike on holiday. You are stress-free and happy. The adrenaline is pumping and the adventure awaits you once you land. Or maybe home is calling and you will finally be reunited after months or years apart.
Since 9/11 traveling has taken a sinister turn. No one can board a plane without thinking about it, as we have our bags screened, our liquids limited to 100ml and our shoes off as we walk into yet another scanning machine just to make sure we aren’t carrying a weapon…or worse. I hate flying purely because of the lack of control I have – forget the other elements. Planes can fail and can have accidents on their own – but I don’t stop getting in them even though I know all of this.
The world is already a scary place, and nowhere is truly safe. But planning a trip is the most joy one can have – a relief from the pressures of life. It brings a smile to our face as we pack and re-pack, plan an itinerary and ensure we have enough underwear to last a week or two (who has time for washing?). An escape from life for a few weeks is just what you need, because you deserve it. You work hard to pay for these experiences and are rewarded by drinking cocktails, spotting celebrities, stocking up on our favourite overseas things and ticking off your bucket list as you live the trip you sacrificed so much in your life just to have.
What no one expects is for this trip to be your end. But in a world of wars being fought and possible terrorist activities happening so often, it is hard not to think about the possibility of it. The idea that you could be on a doomed path is incomprehensible but it’s happening more and more often these days. While it isn’t good to think about – we have to. It could happen to us. It isn’t even just related to terrorism either – car accidents, road accidents, mechanical failures, falls, drownings, the wrong place at the wrong time events happen every day.
The sickening part about it all is that you don’t know it is happening until it does. What I think about when these things happen are those innocent people who were on a holiday, heading back home, going to a wedding, traveling to see their team play, or beginning an adventure- and realising in that one moment that they weren’t going to make it there – if they even had the time to understand it. People who are just like me and you and millions of others who plan these trips every single day, yet nothing happens to us…
Travel Has Risks…But It Won’t Stop Me Doing It
Travel has risks. You cannot control what happens when you participate in it.
But what I do know is this: I will never stop planning, experiencing and living in the chance that something may go wrong. Because then fear wins. It is the chance we all take, but it is worth it because no matter what happens at least we were out there, seeing the world, stepping out of our comfort zones and doing what makes us happy.
Traveling is a gift. You are not entitled to see anything in this world. But the more places I tick off and get to return to, the luckier I feel just to have been able to do it.
I am a traveler. I want to explore the world and visit places I enjoy. And no matter how many bad things happen in the world, or accidents that occur – I will never stop doing this. Travel is my happiness, and I will use every second of my time to explore the world as much as I possibly can.
Traveling is a risk. But it is a risk worth taking every single time.