Traveller's Guilt - The People We Leave Behind

Travelling is a great way to meet new people. To find friends you never would have connected with otherwise. It makes you more open minded, more willing to try stuff out. It lets you see the world. But it comes at a price.

None of us can be in two places at once, and by the time you've caught the travel bug there will be days you want to be in five or fifty places at once.


In Asia there's a myth that says the gods tie a red string around two people who are destined to meet and fall in love, this red string of fate will always eventually bring them together no matter the distances that separate them or the time it takes eventually they will fall in love with one another. The string can be stretched out as they move further apart and it can get tangled up, as all lives do, but it will never break and it will never let go of them.


Sometimes I feel like every place I travel to, every friend I make, they get a new heart string looped around them and it doesn't matter how long it's been since I was there or how far away from each other we are now that string stays in place. Every now and again something happens to pull on it and I wish I was there and I wish I was with them. 

It might be wonderful, like they announce a new life milestone- I'm just getting to that point where it's purely exciting and not weird when my friends announce engagements or pregnancies. Alternatively, it could be something really awful- terrorist attacks and car crashes have featured heavily in the past month.

Life goes on when we're out adventuring, and in the same way we're not necessarily the same people we were when we left, things might happen while we're gone that mean home isn't the same place either.





I spent 5 months this year living on a ship, sailing through the rivers of Europe, and thinking about how I could be happy spending my life like that. Then the season ended and I came home, and I found out my dad has cancer.

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3 comments:

  1. I am so so sorry to hear about your dad. I wish him well and I hope he recovers and that you have many more years together.
    I read your post and had tears in my eyes because I moved to another country 2.5 years ago and I always feel I'm missing something at home or loosing precious years with my mom and family, especially when we talk on the phone or on holidays when I can't come home.
    Big hug and support.

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