On Travel
One striking change I've undergone in the last 2.5 years is that I'm much more adventurous. In particular, in travel, and in the scale of things I am willing to do. One of my friends recently asked me about this, and this is a short post for him.
Two years ago, I was a bit scared to travel alone. It felt like I didn't have permission to go out and do something on my own, for myself. Recently, I've spent alone time traveling in Mongolia, Ghana, the Philippines, London, and various other locales. It was a glimpse of real freedom.
What changed? Well, a CFAR workshop and hanging out for five months with people who had no trouble going somewhere on a whim because why not? A few choice exercises about expanding my comfort zone and deep talks with good friends certainly helped.
I had some native craziness in me, that goes back a long way. I suspect college squashed that a bit, and I'm starting to find my wings again. The native desire helps -- traveling alone, in a new place, is a time when I feel like I'm truly me, away from my loving friends and family (but with new friends, always).
Two years ago, I was a bit scared to travel alone. It felt like I didn't have permission to go out and do something on my own, for myself. Recently, I've spent alone time traveling in Mongolia, Ghana, the Philippines, London, and various other locales. It was a glimpse of real freedom.
What changed? Well, a CFAR workshop and hanging out for five months with people who had no trouble going somewhere on a whim because why not? A few choice exercises about expanding my comfort zone and deep talks with good friends certainly helped.
I had some native craziness in me, that goes back a long way. I suspect college squashed that a bit, and I'm starting to find my wings again. The native desire helps -- traveling alone, in a new place, is a time when I feel like I'm truly me, away from my loving friends and family (but with new friends, always).
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