Save me from the bores of travelling....

Posted by: Willow Moonchild / Category:


I have a confession to make i hate to travel!! Shocking but true.I don't know why, but i guess when God was handing out wanderlust( a strong desire to travel), he forgot to give me any. i am happy to watch the world go by through my bedroom window. But i have no desire to go out there and see it, explore it or eat any of it, ok maybe a nibble or two but that's it. After travelling for a while to Indonesia, Germany,Switzerland, Taiwan, and Singapore it seems that there is 1 thing in common that all of those countries have....it makes me think about home, i hate that and when i have adapted to the countries and its about time to come back home(rarely happens) i dont feel like coming back! yes i am a confused person but don't you guys feel the same way to?

Ok back to the story. Why should i go backpacking in Djibouti when friends, or friends of friends have been there before me, photographed it from every angle and tells me with long, unsolicited testimonials about it? And there's an unwritten rule i am sure among travellers: she travels faster who dresses appalingly. Lately i have been to Jonker Walk and travellers all wear the same uniform-sandals, shorts and beanie hat. The accessories are minimal-sturdy backpack, scabby knees and mosquito bites, and occasionally a sunburnt right through their buttcheeks!! They come home resembling a hobo, making a point that they have travelled through 3 continents with 2 pairs of underwear and a bug to keep them company.They all look the same and say exactly the same thing:"Oh, it was so much fun, its so beautiful, the food are great and the people are fantastic, bla bla bla." But if that's the case, why come back?

If travelling is so refreshing, why do they immediately demand a bath and a good rest? Its not that i have confined myself to the perimeters of my own backyard. i went to Germany a couple of times and once stayed for like 3 months and seriously i have had enough of it! I have nothing against the weather but my god the people there  are as cold as ice! They refuse to speak English eventhough they know how to speak it, making you feel like an idiot everytime you open your mouth and still assume that Asians built their home on trees! How shallow can one get? To make it worse my friends and relatives occasionally ask me when am I going back to Germany as though i have loads of cash or a sugar daddy that could finance me to that forsaken place. Well i got one thing to say to them i rather be bored out of my wits here than being there.I would eventually changed my mind about travelling but for now i am content.As Dorothy would say it....there's no place like home =D










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