.One week ago while relaxing in my tiny shabby 8 dollar room on the Bui Vien road, SaiGon (Vietnam)I asked to myself: Why we travel?????Maybe to skip our cold unpleasant weather?or maybe to meet smart interesting people or to visit terrific unique places, or as suggested by my friend Mirkao to enjoy women far more charming and sensual than Italian ones? My opinion is that the REAL reaso is that we do need to travel to make our soul and our mind free. To make them escape from our routine, from our duties, from our work and/or family responsibilities, in other words to fly away and to return children when we could spend our time just playing, kidding and eating.
Here is a kind of confirm to my "idea" of our need to travel, written in the Guardian by Jonah Lehrer:
"..we need to change cultures, to experience the disorienting diversity of human traditions. The same details that make foreign travel so confusing – Do I tip the waiter? Where is this train taking me? – turn out to have a lasting impact, making us more creative because we're less insular. We're reminded of all that we don't know, which is nearly everything; we're surprised by the constant stream of surprises. Even in this globalised age, slouching toward similarity, we can still marvel at all the earthly things that weren't included in the Lonely Planet guidebook and that certainly don't exist back home.So let's not pretend that travel is always fun. We don't spend 10 hours lost in the Louvre because we like it, and the view from the top of Machu Picchu probably doesn't make up for the hassle of lost luggage. (More often than not, I need a holiday after my holiday.) We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic of creativity. When we get home, home is still the same. But something in our mind has been changed, and that changes everything."