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Travel broadens your mind?


I was just thinking travelling lately because it as something that I did recently I guess.

People often said that travelling broadens your mind. I don't quite agree with this sentence.

Because for me, travelling doesn't broaden my mind.

If anything, it only teaches me what kind of person I am.

When you travel to a foreign country, because it's foreign, there will be stress. So you definitely learn more about yourself. 

For me, I am the type of traveler who learns more about themselves.

Like for me, I realise that I'm not into going to a million places at once. 
And I'm not into tours.

But I will do things that I wanna do.
Most of all, I like the experience to be as authentic as possible. So I would like to stay in a neighbourhood. 
I'm more about exploring what makes the city ticks.

But I guess it also depends on the city.

In the past, I went to Osaka, Japan. It was completely foreign.
People spoke a different language.
It was obvious that I was a foreigner.
I knew that I didn't fit in. 
And it was like seeing the city, for the first time.
Everything was interesting and new. 

But this time, I went to London, UK.

And let me just say, it was like going home.

Everything about that city suited me immediately.
Although I have never been there before, it felt like home.

The people.
The friendliness.
The trains.
The hustle and bustle of it all.

None of it was foreign to me.

But as I was in London, it only made me realise that I have been living in the wrong city.
That, I must, one day, return to this city.
But not as a visitor, but as someone who lives there.

And I learnt more about myself as I travelled.

I reflected on my values.
I realised what made me tick as a person.
Why this city resonate with me on such a high level?

So when people say travel broadens your mind?
For me, it's not true.

when I travel, I don't see the world.
I see myself in the world.
I see that I'm a tiny piece in this tapestry of the world.

And it's an interesting thing.

But travelling doesn't have to mean you go far.

Because sometimes going to foreign places is stressful.

If you really wanna relax, you're better off going to the beach or just booking a hotel room and staying in all day, just chilling. 

Comments

Happy "Sam" said…
Wow !!!
Totally new pages !!
Waw !!!
Surprise me !!
Busy working for me !!
Life full of challenger for this year 2017 !!
Income tax 2016 done !!
Easy !!
No problem for me !

Economic not very good !!
People find jobs !!
Company find people !!
hehe !!

Wa !!
Travel japan and London !!
Great !
For me !!
Travel is relax and open my eyes !!
See here and see there !!
Eat here and there !!
^_^

But i just go China bejing travel before !!
That my honeymoon !!
Now busy take care kids !
Waiting them big first then travel !!
Ya !!
Not our country !!
Speak not same language and a lot different !!
I also worry too !!
But nevermind !!
Follow tour guild then ok !!
I scare travel alone and no tour guild !!
Accept for a group friends then ok !!

Where we born,
we cannot choose but where we want to stay and going it !!
We can choose !!
London nice place !!
Go go for your dream !!
You are there !!

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