“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine
Venice, Italy |
If we didn’t
holiday at least once a year, my life would probably look quite different to
what it does now. The mortgage would be smaller for a start. My wardrobe would include items I bought
because I ‘wanted’ them rather than ‘needed’ them, my hair would probably be
styled, I’d
own more than one handbag and a few more pairs of shoes, and I certainly wouldn’t
work the long, tiring hours that I do at present. Heck, I might even drink more occasionally.
The benefits to travel: meeting beautiful people... (Tour guide, Yangtse River, China) |
...and visiting beautiful places (Mykonos, Greece) |
Oia, Santorini, Greece |
For me, travelling is like a drug; the new sights, sounds, smells and tastes all reminding me just how wonderful this world is and how lucky I am to be part of it.
There is an African proverb which
states “To see
once is worth more than hearing a hundred times.” The world’s best history books can’t ever
truly describe that feeling of awe and wonderment you get when standing in
front of Xian’s Terracotta Army. Nor can
the world’s best photographers properly capture that essence of beauty which is
Oia Village in Greece. It is not until
you stand in such a place, with eyes wide open, that you begin to fully
comprehend what all the fuss is about.
Terracotta Army (Xian, China) |
When I
travel, I am alive. I am positive. I am hopeful.
I am passionate about life. It is
a side of my personality that I want the world to see more often. It is a side of my personality that I want my
husband and son to see more often.
Who knows what is awaiting me around the corner? I want to do things that make my family happy while we’re fortunate enough to be in the position to do so.
Who knows what is awaiting me around the corner? I want to do things that make my family happy while we’re fortunate enough to be in the position to do so.
Just as importantly,
travel gives me a whole new appreciation for this country that I call
home. Of course travel can be done in
one’s own country and this is something my family and I do often. However, it wasn’t until I left New Zealand
for a while that I truly realised just how lucky I am to have a country like
this to return home to.
Us with our catch from prawn fishing. (Huka Prawn Park, Taupo, NZ) |
Milford Sound, NZ |
So in
answer to my rhetorical question above about whether I’d be happier spending
the money on things closer to home. Not likely. Besides, a cocktail never tastes as good as
it does when you’re on holiday.
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