As I travel.

I learn a lot, as i travel. Learn about new cultures, ideas, and ways of life. I learn about myself too. Traveling has a special quality unmatched by any other activity i can think of, and what joy i find in traveling comes not from the destination, but from the journey. No matter the method of travel i choose i can always sit back and enjoy the ride. No matter the backdrop there is always something to discover hidden away in plain sight, and it can only be seen by eyes unfamiliar with the setting.

Be it the forest or the city, both hide wonders only those with wanderlust can see, and there are many ways to go about it. Flying, driving, riding, walking, and even dreaming. They all have their merits. When you fly you get to see the world as a map laid down before you, and to realize how close and far we all are. When you drive you become a fixed point in time, as the world moves around you. Walking gives you more of a hands-on experience than the rest, and more time to appreciate your surroundings. I also find that whenever i walk somewhere that place is forever bound to me by memory, and i can always find it no matter where i am. Of all the shapes travels can take, only dreams are truly limitless. Dreams can come to life at night during your sleep or during the day while you are wide awake. They mix fantasy and reality to create the ultimate form of travel, one that is not bound by any shackles. Yet as limitless and full of possibilities as dreams are, they can never compare to reality.

We can walk, ride or fly to travel through space. We can remember to travel through time. And we can dream to travel anywhere.