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hanging hiking bootsJ. R. R. Tolkien wrote, “Not all who wander are lost.”

This has always resonated with me, but it took me a long time to figure out why. I always loved to travel, and finding new places and cultures. I have been blessed with a family that cherished it as much as I, and my parents took me places many kids not as lucky don’t get to see. I learned early the joy of immersing oneself in a new culture, and of new experiences.

Then, I grew up.

As I got older, other matters weighed on me. How do I make more money? What is expected of me? How do I give my life meaning? I allowed these concerns to distract me, and they made me lose sight of what I knew, almost instinctively, as a child: Life is wonder.

In travel, each new sight, each new experience, every life touched shows me more of who I am. Each helps me see things in a new light, in ways I’d never considered before. Each highlights how ironic my previous concerns where. Each reminds me how large and diverse the world truly is, and how insignificant my place is in it.

Insignificance can be a scary word to many, but what they fail to see is that it doesn’t have to be. I see it as freeing. It makes me realize I can do what I want with life, with no concern what others may think of my choices.

All this has helped me come to peace with myself, but the true joy of exploring comes with sharing your experiences with others, whether fellow travelers or loved ones left behind. That is the main focus of this blog, to share my experiences, and to encourage others to step out of their comfort zones. I hope to encourage people to try something new, and maybe learn a little something about themselves in the process.

Good travels, all!

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