I’ve always travelled. Beginning from when I was six years old, I’ve gone to at least one trip a year, whether it be just to my uncles in the states or a trip to Australia through winter. In 2017 I took a road trip through BC down to Portland, and back through Montana, to Maryland, Ontario, Las Vegas, Bangladesh and Australia, all within the year. Despite going to all these unfamiliar places, I would say staying in one’s home for too long feels stranger. I’m always going somewhere, always moving. Curiously, of all the new and exciting places I visited last year, my trip to Ontario, a place I lived for many years, made one of the most lasting impression. This trip was different, it was the first time I would be away from my family for so
I was born and raised in Buffalo, New York and it’s all I’ve ever known. When I was younger my parents took me on little short trips like, Toronto and Columbus, Ohio. I was young, so I didn’t really remember a lot that was going on or different about the two places. When I got older, I decided I wanted a change in my life but did not know what or where. In September of 2003, I was invited to my cousin’s wedding in Charlotte, North Carolina. I decided to go and when I did, I did not want to return back to Buffalo. Of course, I had to come back to Buffalo because I was only visiting. I had made up in my mind right then, Charlotte, North Carolina was the place for my children and me. I decided to move to Charlotte before Christmas of that year. My experiences were years to remember. I stayed in Charlotte for a total of seven years. During the years I had been living in Charlotte, my most memorable experiences were the weather and the commuting.
Everyone has a different definition of what it means to truly live. In order to find one’s own definition of living, he or she needs to get rid of their tunnel vision and look at the bigger picture. In Alain de Bottom’s essay, “On Habit,” he states that the reason one does not find any interest in their environment after a long period of time is because he or she has become habituated. One only thinks of a newer or more interesting place to visit when one is already familiar with theirs. De Bottom explains that one needs to apply a traveling mind set to an old place and soon there will be a vision of excitement.
As humans, we love to travel and observe the fascinating world around us. We travel to get out of our home environment, the environment that we usually live in. We tend to have a goal oriented mindset in our home environment. One thinks of the home as more of a punishing then amusing. We prefer to stay at a traveling destination rather than our home. Traveling could be more tiring than staying home but we still chose to travel. The reason behind this is that we think of our home as a boring place. In the essay "on habit", the author Alain de Botton talked about how one can see their home environment in the same way as a traveler would. The author 's main purpose in advocating a traveling mindset as a way of negotiating everyday reality is to
In his article “Why We Travel,” Paul Theroux talks about how short term travelers, which are people who are traveling for short periods of time, experience the same type of fear that long term travelers and movers encounter. Theroux states, “Throughout history the traveler has been forced to recognize the fact that leaving home means a loss of innocence, encountering uncertainty” (Theroux). For the longest time, in America it was thought that this loss of innocence and encounter with uncertainty was all a part of the experience, and that the risk was well worth the reward. But that theory has long been thrown out the window according to Arthur Brooks, because in his article “How to Get Americans Moving Again,” he writes about an America that is unmoving, and unwilling to travel, partially due to these
“Difficult roads often lead to the beautiful destination”. 28 July 2017, I came here in Canada from India. In India for me was coming to Canada exciting with many dreams in my eyes. Before coming here in Canada I thought that everyone living here has a voice and freedom to speak. Also, girls are treated equally to boys without any discrimination. Girls have equal rights and opportunities as men, but the English were a big problem. I never had to speak in English in India there was no language barrier in India. I realized in India I can express my feeling without thinking that it will be embarrassing if I will talk with others. All of the above, I had to make new friends all over again. After starting my school in Canada, my excitement was all
I had stopped working after our daughter was born to be a full time stay at home mom, so it was just going to be me and her 24/7 for the next two weeks. For weeks leading up to his trip it was all I could think about and it kept me up at night. My husband had been in the Navy for almost 8 years at this point and had been on two Middle East deployments in our marriage so I was no stranger to being alone, but this time was different, this time I had another tiny human being that I loved more than anything in this world to keep
Because of some of the circumstances that make me who I am, it is hard to say I have any one definitive home. Instead, I have had two true homes, ever since I was a young child. What makes this even more of a conundrum is that my homes have always had little in common, even though they are only a few hundred miles apart. Between the big city of Houston, Texas, and the small town of Burns Flat, Oklahoma, I have grown up in two very different towns that relate to one another only in the sense that they have both raised me.
Growing up in Canada around a variety of remarkable cultures has helped me see the world in a different way. It gives me a more visual, mental, and emotional way being able to view the world. Being around the multicultural nature of this country has not only led me to learn more about other cultures but has helped me mold the culture I grew up around at home in my individual way. As I mature I have come to realize how growing up around many cultures and myparentsPakistani culture has helped “shaped the sight of my own particular eyes” from those of my parents and ancestors.
With out our past, our future would be a curved path heading to nowhere. In order to move up he ladder of success and achievement, we must come to terms with our past and integrate it in to our future.
Like de Botton observes that "they had fallen into the habit of considering their universe to be boring-- and it had duly fallen into line with their expectations". Some people feel at ease in a "habituated mindset", just being at home, having nothing to worry about. The fast pace of life in the modern era in fact requires us to have a "habituated mindset," meaning that we are settled within our expectations. Furthermore, when one comes back from a vacation, he tends to say the phrase "home sweet home", suggesting that there is indeed no place like home, our habituated environment. To change our perspective at how we look at things, is like coming up to a new solution for an old problem, just like how in the beginning de Botton despised London, and in the end saw latent layers of value released from it. People could well argue as to how long can we be expected to keep a "traveling mindset" within our habituated surrounding. Inevitably, we are going to get bored of seeing the same things over and over again, and at that time, applying a "traveling mindset" would be of no avail
Temporarily Closed, that’s all I needed to hear from my mom to learn that we weren't going to Mackinac Island. The Arnold Ferry Service, our usual ferry line to get to the island, were closed after the owner backed out on the company while taking the money he got for himself by making unnecessary budget and worker cuts. There was another ferry line that my family had NEVER taken the 17 years going to the island, so we decided to give it a shot. I was bummed but the worst of my problems were yet to come.
The syrup festival. The pride and joy of Vermontville MI. A syrup making, sugar smelling, good little fair kind of event. Every year since Lauren was little, she and her family would make the short hour trip down to her grandparents house which was well equipped with good times and deep-rooted memories.
Who I am today and my story all started to form from the day I sat on a plane to the Great White North back on September 16, 2001. My family’s journey to Canada was a rough trip. We were all alone in a new world ready to start all over, with no language skills fitted for the place or a place to stay. Back then it was only; baby me at the age of two, my bigger brother David who was just turning six and my two lovable parents. However, we made it, moving to Toronto, Ontario. We all managed to find our places in the world until we got suggested to move due to legal reasons a place called Saskatchewan, they told us Saskatoon would be a good place due to it being small and friendly, so we did as we were told. Saskatoon turned out to be just as good
My most memorable family vacation took place two years ago. We went to Corsica, a French island situated in the south of France right next to Italy. I remembered waking up early excited to visit this new land. Used to take long flights, I was surprised to arrive to the destination after a one-hour flight. Even though the flight was short for me, it was stressful for my mom, she has never felt secured in a plane, probably due to the fact that she is afraid of height. When finally arrived at the destination, the dry and warm weather was there to welcome us. We all felt relief, and knew that this was the beginning of the summer. Excited, we had a lot of activities planned for the few weeks, me and my father could not wait to dive in the clear
I was able to spend a lot of time with my family, our friends, and play all sorts of games. This experience made me start to like traveling. Every time I would get the chance to travel, I will take that chance. We were able to go to a theme park, eat many delicious foods, and play many video