How My Love For Traveling Started

For as long as I could remember, I wanted to become a doctor. Hence why when I attended College I majored in Biology/Pre-med.

My natural instinct of always wanting to help others was what drawn me to medicine. However, helping people in emotion filled situations can either make you or break you as a medical student or doctor.

During my sophomore year, I took an EMT training class so I could be more exposed to the practical aspect of medicine. I then realized it wasn’t something I would emotionally be able to handle.

That dearest dream of mine quickly vanished.

Overwhelmed with the feeling of not knowing what I wanted to do with my life, I became unsure of who I was. I decided to take a semester off of college.

That one semester turned into many when I started working for a restaurant that I fell in love with because of their great people culture.

I was young, ambitious, and money driven. I applied myself and worked my way to the top. I would always try to learn new recipes and teach my coworkers. Two years later, I was running the restaurant as the General Manager.

I was happy. I was living the lifestyle I once dreamed of—new cars, designer brands, fancy nights out, expensive hobbies, and vacations to exotic places.

It seemed like I gained a lot, but in reality, I lost way more.

Values that I once held dearly to my heart were no longer practiced. With barely any time to work out, read, write, think, and meditate I lost touch with myself.

I was not in balance spiritually, emotionally, mentally, or physically.

In the midst of it all, there was always the urge to depart for the unknown. The urge of starting over and doing it right.

I wasn’t sure about what I wanted to do. A few months later, I decided to call it quits.

Here I was, once again, overwhelmed with the feeling for not knowing what I wanted to do with my life or who I was.

However, this time around the unknown was scary but thrilling.

It was thrilling because I could just be and do whatever would please my soul. And knowing that has helped everything change for the better.

Little by little, I found myself again. My burning passions for traveling and writing that were once buried on the back burner suddenly became alive.

With my rekindling passions, I myself started to feel alive again. and I fell right back in love with traveling—something I have forever longed for.

The more places I visit, the more my love for traveling grows. The more people I meet, the more I wanna know about the rest of the world.

The experience of traveling is special because it gives me knowledge and memories that I can’t get from reading about places.

I remember when I was in Iceland, my friend Anna invited me over for Kjötsúpa (Icelandic lamb soup). She was explaining to me how the lack of farming due to harsh weather has influenced their cuisine.

In a land where large quantities of potatoes are grown and sheep are raised, it’s no surprise that their cuisine primarily consists of potatoes and lamb.

Of course, all this information is available in books. However, being there and watching her cook an authentic Icelandic dish, playing with flavors, and tasting everything was more special.

Traveling came to me during one of my lowest moments. I am forever thankful for all my lows, my discomfort, my unhappiness, my losses, and my failures. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have read some of the greatest life stories that are now written in the pages of my passport.


29 thoughts on “How My Love For Traveling Started

  1. Our elders say, there is a reason to everything that happens. And another saying goes – all that happens is eventually for the good. If you hadn’t struggled failure first, you wont have discovered your travel personality

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  2. Sometimes you have to do something absolutely terrifying and give up on security to be rewarded with adventures and passion!

    Well done you for finding the courage to go through with it and I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if this post inspires others to do the same!

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  3. Interesting to see how you were drawn to travel. We too feel that travel is much more than a matter of logistics and bucket lists. It is an experience that touches you in many ways and transforms you from within.

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  4. After studying 5 years to be an architect and then working for another 3 years as one I have quit. This gives me hope that it is probably not too late for me to find myself. Thank you for this story. Inspired!

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  5. This is why I love traveling! It shows you the important things, the things we should value more. It focuses on experiences rather than stuff. I am so happy you finally feel good and you did the step for escaping the world of things to join the world of experiences!

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  6. Maybe travel changed you or mayve it was akways deep inside. Interestingly a love for food generally goes hand in hand with a lovr for travel. Its curiosity that drives us

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  7. I know exactly how you feel because thats exactly how I used to feel before quitting my job and rethinking my decisions. At first I thought I would pass through a really hard moment and wondered if that was really the right decision to take, turned out it was the best decision of my life and I regret waiting for so long! Love your post, makes me feel that I’m not alone!

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