The Way Is The Goal

Category: Travel (Page 16 of 19)

Traveling as a Profession

Traveling is biting the dust. You are not living the luxury tourist life but you live low-budget, maybe work while travel, be a bohemian, a troubadour, a busker sometimes, or a person who just finds a regular job at the temporary permanent location.

Traveling is not the same as being on holidays. The people I know who consider themselves travelers don’t have a home, work while they travel and are always busy with all kinds of things. I also consider traveling as a profession, a daily occupation, with some breakes in between.

Generally people on holidays stay at place A and maybe circle around it. But what is traveling? People on holidays do they also travel? When they are ‘traveling’ to their location or when they circle around their location?

Traveling as a profession means you are making it part of your life; it is your life. You are no longer a tourist leaving its fixed location to visit and consume another location, or someone with a regular job and place.

Traveling is also like school. You learn a lot. You know what it is to be dependent on others, you exchange skills and happiness. You are not just consuming a town, a city or a country, but many times also bringing something back into the communities you visit. Well, at least you try.

Traveling is a profession, a daily occupation, as you organise your life between life, work, pleasure, planning, traveling and relaxing. So my main question is whether I am on holidays, and I think not. I do touristic stuff, but I also work: I plan, I organize, I travel. Hitchhiking can be quite an exhausting activity too as it requires quite a lot of energy most of the times. And never to be able to really go ‘home’ is sometimes just another.

Social-Cultural Shock

Fifty-six cents was the fee at the border with Croatia but no change was given. “Welcome to the Balkan”, said my Slovenian driver as a response.  He had picked me up from a gas-station ten minutes before and was used to the toll-worker not giving him back the change. My driver is a pizza-maker who “knows people here very well” and whose only interest in me is the price of drugs in Amsterdam and Barcelona.

So I finally made it to the Balkan. Slovenia was already a beginning but now I really have the feeling I arrived in a country where culture seems to be very different to what I am used to. People look different, they talk different, interact different, and so on. After a tough hitchhiking day, this was quite something I had to get used to. Continue reading

Freezing Water

Priceless Slovenia

It was a green-golden present, hiking in the mountains, cycling up the hill -and down again- taking off shoes and walking through freezing water…

In Salzburg I stayed on the foot of a hill in the North-eastern part of the Alps, in Slovenia in the village Godic in a house on a hill, at the South-East part of the Alps. “When you leave Slovenia, you will remember it for its nature, not for its cities”, said a friend when we were walking through the mountains. Continue reading

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