As a traveler my kindness is what I have to give, and it feels good to give it, regardless of the outcome. And kindness often comes back to me.
Some of the meals I’ve eaten overseas rate among the most memorable in my life. But when I say “memorable” I don’t necessarily mean in a good way.
Along with self-knowledge the road has given me innumerable gifts of experience, from the mundane to the once-in-a-lifetime, from tragedy to triumph, and every point in between. It’s one thing to learn from these experiences, however. It’s another to learn what I’ve learned.
The typical cliché used to describe people like me who go traveling for extended periods of time is to say that, “He is finding himself.” Setting aside the belittling way that expression is generally used – as if the instinct for self-discovery is to be mocked rather than celebrated – after almost 17 months on the road I’ve found the common idea of “finding oneself” to be totally inaccurate.
At one time airports held the romantic promise of adventure, discovery, and transient moments of connection in the flow of people in motion. Not so much anymore…
Here in Part 3 of my “How I Pack Series”, I’ll illustrate how my choice of backpacks and gear combine on the daily to make me compact, prepared, and most of all, organized.
In mid-December I opened my email and discovered a surprise: a playlist, automatically curated by Spotify, that included the 101 top songs I had listened to for the year. Curious about what might be on it, I clicked the link, and scrolled.