I miss traveling
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This week, I passed by an avenue in São Paulo that I used to pass every time I traveled when I had a permanent home.
It didn't matter if I had rented a car for a beach or mountain holiday or if I was heading to one of São Paulo's two airports for a longer trip or vacation. I was there, on that avenue. Passing through it brought back memories of when I used to travel.
It may seem contradictory for a nomad to say this. Especially a nomad who doesn't have a home and is "always traveling." I reflected a lot on this.
A nomad doesn't travel. A nomad moves around. A nomad carries their entire everyday life from one place to another. A nomad is always thinking about where to go, how to get there, the arrival time, if the internet is fine, if the apartment has good curtains, and if it's in a safe area and away from the noise.
A nomad has concerns that a traveler doesn't have. An occasional traveler books a hotel or an Airbnb for a few days, and that's it. Of course, a traveler seeks maximum comfort. But if one of the above aspects is not good, he won't suffer. Soon he will be back in the comfort of the chosen and planned home.
A traveler packs their suitcase once, unpacks when they arrive at the destination, packs again when it's time to leave, and unpacks once he returns home. And it's done. The next time he thinks about the suitcase is only for the next trip, several months later. A nomad always has to think about the suitcase. And the suitcase is not just a simple suitcase. It's a life inside it.
Since traveling has become routine for me, it somehow becomes mundane. Here I go again to another airport, to another destination. I'm not complaining. I love all the incredible things that nomadism enables, like living in different cities, experiencing cultures, and meeting people worldwide.
But I confess that at some point I would like to feel that childish excitement of going on a trip for a few days again.
There's another important difference. Normally, a nomad is always working. Of course, it's amazing to stop working and explore the unknown in a new city. But the taste of a carefree leisure trip is unique.
That's why one of my plans is to take a three-day road trip (a day off on Friday + the weekend), going back and forth to my current destination even if I have to pay for two accommodations. After all, those with a permanent home also do that, unless you have a home that is yours, which has never been my case. Paying rent for 14 years in over six places has prepared me to be a nomad.
We choose the called “slow travel” way of life nomadic because we have a high charge of work and because we like to go deep inside the way of life of each community that we are knowing. So, each weekend, we have time to us to rest e visit people and local places around.
But, sometimes, we do what you do: we go to another place and came back to the original Airbnb that we call “our home sweet home“. It’s amazing have this two opportunities to live!
Thanks, nomadic life!😃