People are Still People

if you know anything about me, anything at all, you know that i love to travel.

sure. traveling can be stressful. there’s booking all those flights. finding the balance between price and location for places to stay. figuring out how to get from one place to another (and hoping that it doesn’t cost a small fortune). and let’s not forget, trying to decide on what to pack.

then when you’re on the actual trip it is a race between needing to do, see, and eat all the things and exhaustion. you usually end up acquiring too many things and then you have to somehow figure out how to get it all back home. of course, there’s the whole living out of a suitcase the entire time. it isn’t necessarily the most convenient thing.

despite all of that, i love it. i love the thrill of going to a new place i’ve never been before. every place is different and unique in its own special way. some places are more different than others. it all depends on your perspective. and the more you travel, there comes another realization: that there are similarities. you start to see how have different places have little similarities that connect them in a way. it is fascinating to see how one things relates to another which relates to another. things start connecting like links in a chain.

that leads me to my made point. people are still people. that’s a silly statement, isn’t it? but think about it. think about how we have the tendency to act different towards people different from us. now, some of it’s required. like having to speak slower for someone who doesn’t know the language as well or you may have to treat a little differently someone with a disability. then there’s the age difference. you wouldn’t treat a baby the same way as you would an adult. still, think about how often we treat other people differently for unjustifiable reasons. it happens a lot, doesn’t it?

people are still people. no matter where you are, the people you meet have hopes and dreams. they have beliefs and values. these people have emotions. they experience happiness and sadness. they know what it is like to be scared and excited.

and when you realize that people are just people, you’ll come to realize that they are a little bit easier to talk to. it becomes a easier to communicate with them. there’s no reason to be afraid. they are people, just like you and me. just treat them as you would want to be treated. that’s all it takes.

so maybe you’re like me. maybe you’re in a new environment. or maybe you feel like you’ve been “stuck” in this environment for awhile, but nothing has changed. you still feel alone. don’t wait. don’t wait for someone to reach out and connect with you. for all you know, they could be just as nervous and afraid as you might be.

you take the initiative. you reach out. they are just people. give them a chance. you may be surprised. we were not made to go through life alone. relationships are important. of course, our relationship with God is first and foremost. but that’s just the beginning.

having other people walk through life with you is essential. i can not say it enough. it is so important. i can’t say that the same people will stay with you from beginning to end. people come and go, some stay longer than others. but God will bring the right people into your life at the right times.

just don’t be afraid of taking an opportunity and reaching out.

hoping to lighten your burden,

gabi

Why I Love to Travel

if traveling is a passion, it is definitely one of my biggest passions.

i’ve discovered this passion only in about the last year, but it has unexpectedly blossomed so much in that small amount of time.

i don’t think there has been a moment in this past year that i haven’t had my next trip planned or my next flight booked. in just this year i’ve been to more places than i can count on one hand, possibly two hands.

i love traveling. but why do i love it?

i have so many answers to this question. so many it’s probably ridiculous. but let me just begin.

the people.

every single person is different. and that factor becomes increasingly more noticeable when traveling a far distance. i love people. i love engaging them and hearing their stories. each person has a unique story. they each have their own struggles and hardships. some people one meets turn into longlasting friendships, while other people one meets only in that instance. still, even that one instance can make an impression and leave memories of it to last for who knows how long.

the stories.

since we were already on about how each person has their own story, let’s discuss stories. people’s stories are incredible things. they can inspire, encourage, and motivate. they can also teach important life lessons. of course, if we’re truthful, they can also do harm. but that is often not the case.

more than other people’s stories, one creates their own stories when traveling. i have so many stories from traveling. some are scary. some are funny. while others are just really neat once-in-a-lifetime kind of stories. stories like that can’t ever be replicated. that becomes your story and anyone else’s who shared it with you. nothing exactly like that will happen again.

the destination.

of course, a big part of traveling is going to see “the place.” there are trips that people do with no destination in mind (those are cool too) but usually people have some kind of destination in mind.

i love going to different places because no place is exactly the same and in most cases they are drastically different. from rocky beaches to sandy beaches to no beaches at all. from mountains to hills to land that is flat as far as the eye can see. from ancient art to medieval art to romantic art. from gothic architecture to baroque architecture to neoclassicism architecture. the list goes on and on. each is unique and fascinating in its own way.

the culture.

personally, culture is one of the most important reasons that i love to travel. people live such different lives. going to different places really shows that. what do people spend the most time doing? what is most important to them? how do they spend their free time? what do they believe? all these questions and more give one just a glimpse into their worldview and the lifestyle that they lead.

seeing different cultures makes me so grateful and thankful for what i have. i have many freedoms that i easily take for granted, but when i see other cultures i have more of an appreciation for them. it gives me an awareness. in other cases, i find myself wanting to acquire different practices from different cultures into my own life. there are good and bad things within every culture. not one is perfect.

the food.

let me just admit it right here and now. i am a foodie. i love food. food is always a priority for me wherever i go. i’m always ready to try a different kind of food (unless it is bugs, not sure i’ll ever be ready to try that). trying people’s food is a great conversation starter. you can get to know people and start to learn about their culture. there is a lot to learn from people by the food that they make.

if food is a way into a person’s heart, it certainly is true for me. there are so many different kinds of food out in the world. spices and flavors that i have never heard of, much less actually tried. i can only hope to try them when and where i can.

i am sure that i could come up with many more reasons as to why i love to travel, but i’ll stop here. if you made it this far, i applaud you!

hoping to lighten your burden,

gabi

do you love to travel? what are some of your most important reasons for traveling? i’d love to hear from you!