Why do you travel like that?
I don’t know. Of course I know, but my response is a bit risky. Why not? I prefer travel now, than once a year, two weeks long and without learning anything. Why do you study? Why do you work? What do you do after your work? Tell me!
I don’t know. Of course I know, but my response is a bit risky. Why not? I prefer travel now, than once a year, two weeks long and without learning anything. Why do you study? Why do you work? What do you do after your work? Tell me!
But I know what I’m not travelling for. I’m not travelling to spend my money, to go the restaurants, to visit museums or to go in a hotel or hostel.
I go on my way to see reel people in the places. I go on my way to try to learn their languages, I follow my path to see unbelievable views all around I can be. As well, I meet people from anywhere and then they teach me how they cook, we have good talk about politics, travels, experiences. I love to talk with people who make me dream, I love when I hitchhike and get a ride to cross a country. I liked to pass a border by foot, I liked this Russian hockey game, I liked this French soccer game, I liked to do grape-picking in France. I liked this journey in Basques country in Spain with seven Italians. I liked to sleep on a mountain with Moroccans homeless people, near an awesome beach in San Sebastian. I liked when I’ve been to ‘’Les Cévènnes’’ with friends, by the way, I hurt my foot there and I came back to Toulouse where other friends welcomed myself. I liked when I’ve been to Poland, where I was in good company. I pass a lot of things, you cannot imagine. Well, I prefer travel than go to work or to school each morning. I prefer let the life teach me a lot of things, as cultures, languages, gardening, cooking, living and stuff, then go to school and I ask myself why I’m learning that, is it useful or not. Also for work, this slowly depressive bus each morning, my car blocked in this snow, these fucking no tasty sandwiches all days and turning into this capitalist circle. Well it’s because of that.
To go on, I think ‘’Home’’ is a word who only exist when your away. You’re homesickness and at home, you’re freedom sickness.
In that way, I prefer to be homesickness, it just proves that I miss my roots and my family. If I miss liberty, it means that my butt is punched on my couch each night, with a lot of bills to pay, studies to do and a stressed mind because of these facts and more.
In that way, I prefer to be homesickness, it just proves that I miss my roots and my family. If I miss liberty, it means that my butt is punched on my couch each night, with a lot of bills to pay, studies to do and a stressed mind because of these facts and more.
I’ll finish. Right now, I’m enjoying this wonderful garden, in the middle of mountains in Italy. This casa e magnifica. People nice, no stress, it’s called Woofing. Do it if you don’t have cash to travel. Do grape-picking, fruits seasons. Pick up your guitar and play in the streets, go find the squats, do couchsurfing, sleep at the train station. Hitchhike, hitchhike boats. Take a look on ryanair, keep contacts, and don’t be scared to ask anything to anybody. It’s just some tips.
I keep moving.
Ciao
Nicolas
