The Traveler

Close friends of mine, say I am “The Traveler”. They usually ask me how I can afford to travel and how can I go by myself.  I can afford to travel because I make it a priority. I feel experience is worth more than material things. I rather buy a plane ticket to Peru than clothes or home decor. I travel by myself sometimes, because its difficult to accommodate to other people’s schedules. When you’re in your late 20’s The majority of your friends work full time, have second jobs, have kids, or they’re just to busy to travel. Of course, when I can travel with friends I go with them.

Whenever I am in a bad mood, I think about traveling. Then my mood changes and I can’t stop smiling. Traveling helps me get through life or more like it helps me live life. It keeps me going and keeps me sane. Traveling makes me feel like I am doing something with my life. By experiencing different cultures, meeting new people, and learning new things. I love being able to look back at my traveling pictures and reminisce. My office, even has postcards of different places. It motivates me.

I don’t know if I consider myself “The Traveler” like my friends do. Mainly because I still haven’t been to a lot countries. I haven’t even visited all the major cities in the United States. What I do know is that I like to travel and want to continue. Whether it’s visiting a Texas city, a different state, or a different country. And I feel like that makes me a Traveler.