With all it takes to live a life of travel, what’s the hardest part?
A lot of everyday things are at least a little bit harder when living a vagabonding life; trying to find a place to do laundry, showering with no hot water throughout an entire region, no available ATM for a hundred miles, connecting to crappy city wide Wi-Fi and so on.
Like playing a video game or a competitive sport, it’s the difficulty and challenge factor that makes it interesting, otherwise winning is pointless and unrewarding.
It’s the same with a life of travel.
But there are some things that living this way makes easier such as meeting people from all walks of life and building relationships of every kind. Because like I say, the human element is what makes travel remarkable.
Ironically, this enhanced ability to easily connect with people on an actual world wide scale, generates just as many circumstances of what I personally feel as the hardest part of travel… saying “goodbye”.
Farewell, adieu, au revoir, ciao, adios… I hate saying those words to all the people I meet when I or they leave.
And of course this applies just as much to romantic affairs. A one night stand could have the power of a year long relationship and traveling together as a new couple is why the word “soulmate” was created.
The makings of epic and life long relationships cut short until next time (if there is a next time) makes “goodbyes” exponentially more difficult, cold turkey, as it were.
Perhaps it’s knowing that we will depart from each other, usually sooner than later, that makes the time I have with new found friends all the sweeter.