A few weeks ago , I wrote about how the travel bug bit me. Reflecting on that article, I realized that I may have left out a key piece of what started the burning urge to travel inside of me.
As a young kid, I grew up in Pontiac, Michigan. Pontiac is a suburb of Detroit with just about the same amount of problems. There is a high crime rate, a lot of gangs, a lot of drugs, and a lot of hopelessness.
When I was in school there, we never really addressed world geography and especially never talked about traveling the world. I feel that the schools there didn’t want to instill a false sense of hope in its students.
Continue reading What Lit My Traveling Fire
“You’re SO lucky that you get to travel the world!”
“Not everyone can just drop what they’re doing and hop on a plane like you do.”
“I want to some day, but I haven’t had the chance to travel.”
If I got a dollar for every time I heard these sayings in one form or another, I’d have a plane ticket to Bora Bora bought and paid for!
Everyone has an excuse for not traveling. Many even have animosity towards me for doing all of the traveling that I do. I sense the negative vibe in their tone and how they say things like, “We all aren’t you, Will. We cannot just up and leave.”
Well guess what? YOU CHOOSE TO NOT BE LIKE ME! There, I said it! Better yet,
YOU CHOOSE NOT TO TRAVEL THE WORLD! Continue reading It’s Your Fault That You Don’t Travel the World – You Choose Not To!