The magic of the Journey isn’t the only reason we travel. We travel because we’re antsy, anxious, restless. It’s not just a thrill but an obligation to go find something different, somewhere more grand, a new landscape with new meaning, more depth.
When travel is your life, home is a person.
Or at least that’s the goal, right? But when your longest time spent in one place for the year is around five days, how on earth are you going to make a real, intimate connection with someone special?
People are exhausting. They are volatile, sensitive, destructive, selfish and just stressful to be around.
We live in a world of incredible technology. The field of medicine has made more progress in the past 50 years than in [arguably] all of prior history combined. It’s amazing. I’m in awe.
But, there is a virus among millennials that no modern medicine can seem to cure.
It’s the Travel Bug.