Travel and rain

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I like to say I like travelling, but I don’t think that is entirely true. I like travelling in comfort and for short spans of time. I don’t enjoy the hardcore traverse-the-world-in-your-bagpack kind of travelling. I’ve done it before, and I’m doing it right now, and I assure you it remains as un-enjoyable (in bits) as always.

Every morning my travel party departs at 7 am and we travel the whole day, usually landing up at our destination sometime in the evening. We chill in the town for the evening (whatever town we have descended upon) and then push off again every morning.

What is the point of this? I don’t know. It almost feels like the idea is not to enjoy a particular place, but rather to keep moving day in and day out. I’m exhausted. I feel like a fish in an aquarium. More than the towns I have seen or the people I have met, I will remember the inside of our car.

And because I’ve been travelling at such a pace for the last week and a half, it has dimmed my enjoyment of the view from the car too. The places I am travelling to are beautiful. They’re untouched, which explains why they are so tough to reach. But after a point, it starts looking the same from the car window. Hills, rain and more hills.

I think this is going to be one of those trips that isn’t so enjoyable when you are on the trip, but then when you get back and talk to your friends about it, it suddenly makes you feel cooler to be the one to have done it. Do you know what I’m talking about? I wonder about this a lot, even when I hear other people’s travel stories. Many if them don’t sound like they were fun. But people gush over it – “oh wow that sounds so cool” or “damn that must have been so pretty to see that, I want to see it too!”. I’ve always been suspicious though. To me, a lot of them sound a little…painful. Like this trip is turning out to be.

But you know what they say, a good traveller is one who sees more than she can remember and remembers more than she can see. These stories will probably get a lot more painful in the re-telling, just to add some more flavour.

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