I don't know what it is about traveling that entices me so much! Sadly to my disappointment and frustration I have not travelled much. Well, there are excuses galore that I can offer.
Anyway, the traveling style I adore and feverishly wish to try is of the most unsophisticated nature. Quite literally nature is all I want on every ride, at every stop, for every click, for every drop of sweat. Give me a day in a forest full of tall trees, chirping birds and green ferns and you will never see a frown on my face. Let me hike mountains and you will see my gratitude spike. Gosh! What is it about waterfalls that leaves me drenched in awe and child like excitement? I don't seek exotic resorts or party minded people for company. Just one delightful company if possible, else I, me and myself will do, thanks!
Travelling is a glorified act these days. Globe trotters are in abundance and they don't shy away from letting the world know how far and wide they travel, thanks to technology. I love to read about people who travel a lot. What I try to figure out from their travel stories is, What do they seek out of this process? What drives these people to travel? Where do they travel? What do they learn? Whom do they meet? What do they see?
For me, personally, the very activity of travelling is yet again quite literally the process of travelling through my own self. Understanding my inhibitions, acknowledging my fears, raising my strength and propelling my perseverance. For me, time with nature is as soulful as I can let my soul feel. Amidst nature I feel there is pure joy in feeling small, immense gratification in feeling mortal, knowing serendipity in pure serenity and sensing the simplicity of speaking in silence. Simply put, amidst nature I feel an outpouring of being me, feeling free, clenching calmness and feeling proudly peaceful.
Here are a few pictures from my most recent travel to this beautiful island called Tasmania. We spent four delightful days in Hobart and I got my much needed dose of date with nature.
Anyway, the traveling style I adore and feverishly wish to try is of the most unsophisticated nature. Quite literally nature is all I want on every ride, at every stop, for every click, for every drop of sweat. Give me a day in a forest full of tall trees, chirping birds and green ferns and you will never see a frown on my face. Let me hike mountains and you will see my gratitude spike. Gosh! What is it about waterfalls that leaves me drenched in awe and child like excitement? I don't seek exotic resorts or party minded people for company. Just one delightful company if possible, else I, me and myself will do, thanks!
Travelling is a glorified act these days. Globe trotters are in abundance and they don't shy away from letting the world know how far and wide they travel, thanks to technology. I love to read about people who travel a lot. What I try to figure out from their travel stories is, What do they seek out of this process? What drives these people to travel? Where do they travel? What do they learn? Whom do they meet? What do they see?
For me, personally, the very activity of travelling is yet again quite literally the process of travelling through my own self. Understanding my inhibitions, acknowledging my fears, raising my strength and propelling my perseverance. For me, time with nature is as soulful as I can let my soul feel. Amidst nature I feel there is pure joy in feeling small, immense gratification in feeling mortal, knowing serendipity in pure serenity and sensing the simplicity of speaking in silence. Simply put, amidst nature I feel an outpouring of being me, feeling free, clenching calmness and feeling proudly peaceful.
Here are a few pictures from my most recent travel to this beautiful island called Tasmania. We spent four delightful days in Hobart and I got my much needed dose of date with nature.
