Any one who has read any bit of my blog has probably quickly realized that I love to travel. It is one of the things I enjoy the most and I like to think it is one of the things I do best. I'm also always coming up with new places that top my "must-go" list. I have an infinite amount of places that I would love to go. As time goes on, I start to realize the wonders of places I didn't know existed or didn't know much about. Before I know it, places I've newly discovered are topping my "must-go" list.
|Bagan, Myanmar (AKA Burma)|
As an avid traveler, I'm constantly discovering new marvels that this world has to offer and this continues to cause my "must-go" list to expand. However, I'm starting to think that what I'm discovering along the way is the list itself. I want to go to these places, so they must already be on the list. I just don't know that they are there. I can't see them.
It's kind of like that question: "If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it still make a sound?" My question is: "If there are places I don't know exist, does that mean I don't want to go?" I already know the answer: Of course, not!
|Milford Sound, New Zealand|
As most people who know me well could tell you, I would love to go anywhere. It doesn't take much convincing. So odds are that if there is a place that I don't know exists, I probably want to go. I always want to discover the unknown. The places that I know well are the ones I want to visit the least.
I think my reality is that I will spend my life discovering the places that were on my "must-go" list all along. I just have to keep searching to make them visible to me.