The Beauty of Traveling

I was watching the travel channel yesterday with a friend, and we talked about how people you meet abroad mean so much more to you. I still remember Xue from Shanghai (whom I met in VN), Polly from Hong Kong (met her at Korea's airport), Thuong from Malaysia, Ray Gordon from VN (who I got to see in the States)...funny how you can only meet some people once or twice and you want to open yourself up to them. If they ever come to Southern CA, I want to offer them my bunk bed. I dunno why!

If I met someone here, chances are I wouldn't try to contact them again, but when I meet them abroad, I'll make the effort to see them again. Maybe because choices are limited abroad...it's not like you're bombarded with friends or anything..."don't everyone try to hang out with me now." So you value them. When I have a common interest or commonality or just a comfort, I WILL see them again or at least email or FB them if I don't get the chance to see them again. When I'm traveling and when I'm abroad, I'm open...open to meeting people, open to exploring things, open to doing new things. And time is always limited when you're away, so I make the most of it.

My friend asked me if I could live forever, would I? I would not. Because if I knew I was gonna live forever, there would be so many things I probably wouldn't have done...when you know time is limited and opportunities to connect with people are limited, you take advantage of it.

Traveling is not only being in a different place, seeing different ways of living, and meeting different types of people. It's also approaching things more openly.