Greetings from Costa Rica!
I am currently exploring this wonderfully lush Central American country with my darling friend, Karen. This trip has been in the works for over nine months and we are thrilled that we are finally here and ready for any adventure that comes our way. We have only been in the country for two days and already we are filled with giddiness for this tropical place.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how happy traveling makes me. I count down the days before a trip the way a child counts down to Christmas. I am filled with anticipation of the unknown. Nothing excites me more than exploring some place new for the first time. I love it! The rhythm of a new place, the sounds of the streets, the personality of each city I visit, it all thrills me to no end and as soon as one trip is over, I long for another.
Traveling gives me the opportunity to escape the life I know and dive into something new, much the way a new novel does for the avid reader. You can read the reviews and listen to personal anecdotes, but nothing compares to stepping foot on a new land with the desire to explore as much as possible.
I’ve definitely caught the travel bug ad I simply cannot understand why anyone could be content to never explore a land outside of their own familiar turf. To me, a life without travel is a life without curiosity and not one that I could ever imagine.
As a writer, traveling gives me the opportunity to collect stories and be able to share them with others. Some people are bored to tears when sifting through another’s travel photos or listening to another story of a faraway land, but not me. Sharing adventures with others makes me want to experience more. Each stamp in my passport is the key to a new story of adventures.
And one I hope never has an ending.