Lamb talking about the DOWNSIDE of travelling?! It must be snowing in a desert somewhere! With anything in life, travel also has the ‘not so nice’ parts that sometimes deter the interested in taking that leap of courage and booking their tickets. I sometimes feel the downside of travelling, on some days more than others, and I’ve often considered resting my passport on the shelf. Then I book a ticket somewhere and the excitable buzz kicks in and I realize the good outweighs the bad, in my opinion. I’m sure I’m not alone in this, I often see travellers post about one of the points below and feel that we share some of the sadness.
The Downside of Travelling:
- You miss a lot of people
When I Skype my friends and family, I sometimes feel a serious ache in the pit of my stomach. It’s not just the people at home, but it’s the best friends you make along the way that you’re then separated from for years at a time. Having your loved ones scattered around the world is heartbreaking at times, you know it could be years before you get to see them in person and you feel that life is not being lived with the people you want around you. I’ll go to a new restaurant and think how much I want my friend from England here to share a cup of coffee and talk about my week.
- You miss out on events
Weddings and birthdays make me the saddest. I remember who was in attendance to my birthdays; the crazy stories we still share from those nights are precious to me. To know that I am missing out on milestone birthdays of some of my best friends is devastating to me. I just missed my sister’s 30th birthday and I was upset the entire day because all I wanted was to get her horrendously drunk and buy her inappropriate presents. Seeing wedding photos of those I’ve missed makes me want to cry, these are precious moments and I’m missing them.
- You feel disconnected a lot of the time
It’s hard to reconnect with those you left behind when you started travelling. You will still share your early memories, but there’s a whole chunk of your life that they won’t ‘get’. I’ve often had to bite my tongue listening to friends talk about petty things that matter SO much to them when all I want to talk about is the political unrest in my beloved countries. This is no hate on them, they’re just in a very different headspace to me, and I don’t care about Suzy down the street that’s cheating on her husband. (PS, Suzy you’re a dick).
- You’ll always be searching for ‘what next’
This is probably one of the toughest ones to write about because I can’t pin down this feeling. It’s a burning in my belly that I can’t dim down because it refuses to go away. Whenever I try to settle down for a bit I get the astounding reality of ‘is this it?’ Maybe it’s because I haven’t met someone I want to settle down with, but I have tried to live a ‘normal’ life for the sake of my family and their sanity, but they always give me three months before I feel the ache to leave. I envy those who feel content with a house, husband, and job. It just doesn’t work for me, I have such a thirst for life and I want to wake up each morning with a burning vitality for it.
- You lose people
I’ve lost countless of relationships, both friendship and romantic, because of my lust for travel. Some romances haven’t even materialized because the poor guy just thinks ‘what’s the point? She’s gone in a month or two.’ I’ve never held it against anyone because it’s true. I guess I just need to find someone to fly with me.
This post came about when I booked my tickets to India and I realised I wouldn’t be able to attend a friends wedding. It broke my heart and I even contemplated cancelling my trip, but then I remembered that this is what makes me happy. I firmly believe the good outweighs the bad… but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel the bad. I definitely feel the downside of travelling, but I think about going on my next adventure and they don’t seem so bad. 🙂