I’m going to come clean about something in public – I’m one of ‘those’ girls. You know, the type that watches movies that start with a woman’s life being thrown to dust before she embarks on some crazy adventure, ‘Eat Pray Love’ style and rebuilds her life (read: OK, so maybe I’m a tad cheesy). ‘Legally Blonde’, ‘View From The Top’, ‘Under the Tuscan Sun’, and ‘Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day’ all spring to mind. But these movies all have one thing in common, their take home message is always the same: Amazing things happen to those who travel out of their comfort zone (not my best pun, I’ll admit). Sometimes the aforementioned amazingness is winning a court case with extensive knowledge on fashion and beauty whilst dressed from head-to-toe in pink, and other times, it involves moving to Italy (which, for the record, is way up there on my list).
Anyway, the other day, someone said to me that they ‘didn’t see the sense in travelling’ (yes, such people exist), it got me chewing the metaphorical cud, and doing some of that pseudo-intellectual introspection. And the answer to the ‘Why travel?’ question bubbles down to two simple words:
Have you seen that cute little Venn diagram that’s circling the web on comfort zones (these puns really aren’t on purpose, I swear), about everything magical happening outside your comfort zone? Well, I’m sure it goes without saying that people who’ve travelled are further outside their comfort zones than their less travelled counterparts. As a traveller you’re exposed to a bajillion different things you’re not used to seeing on a daily basis – big or small, with the end goal being to expand your comfort zone until it’s so large, it taps into the circle where the magic happens.