I was talking to my mom the other day and she asked me a question that made me think for a bit. Yes I still call my mom. I actually call her once a week or every other week. Ahh if she only knew how much I love her. For me calling my mother is the least I can do for her while I’m on the road . I know she is happy for me, but still hates the thought of me being so far away from her. Anyway she asked me “Jaime why are you doing this?” I paused for a minute and told her “Mom, I am doing this because I love the way it makes me feel, the people I meet, the food I enjoy, the sights I get to see and most of all the memories I am making.” She said “oh okay…”
The truth is I don’t think she understands why I am doing this or ever will. Actually I don’t think many people understand why I am doing this or any of the many people that do it are doing it. I mean honestly it is crazy and I understand that, but it’s too fucking amazing to not do it if you have ever dreamed about exploring the world. So now that I have been doing it for 500 days I thought I would share with you why I am doing this… yes it’s the same reasons I gave my mother and even though I know their is a MILLION reasons to travel the world these are mine.
Ahhh THE FEELINGS I have felt during the last 500 days are like no other I have ever felt. I have cried, I have laughed, I have been scared shitless, I have thought I was gonna die, I have felt so tiny, I have felt so alive, I have wanted to go home, I have wanted to never go home, I have wanted to crawl under a rock, I have felt like doing nothing, I have felt like doing so much, I have felt lost, I have felt found, I have felt loved, I have felt hated, I have felt disgusted, I have felt ashamed, I have felt hungover, I have felt the kindness of others, I have felt inspired, I have felt uninspired, I have felt joy, I have felt speechless, I have felt frustrated, I have felt fear, I have felt just about every emotion a human can possibly feel in a life time. This is what travel does to me… it’s a roller coaster of emotions and I’m in it for this ride. The ride that is life on Earth and rolling with punches one day at a time.
THE FOOD & BEER
Ahhh THE FOOD & BEER yeah I know I didn’t mention the beer when I talked to my mom. She hates when I drink… I don’t blame her after all I did get arrested for Drinking & Driving at home (good thing I don’t drive anymore). So any-who… ahhh THE FOOD & BEER I have had during the last 500 days are like no other I have ever had. I have had Gallo Pinto in Costa Rica, Pupusas in El Salvador, Carne Asada in Mexico, Pizza, Pasta & Gelato in Italy, Tapas galore in Spain, Chocolate in Belgium, Cous Cous in Morocco, Gyros in Greece, Kofte in Turkey, Kosheri in Egypt, Talis in India. I have had all types of foods… I have loved some, hated others and felt “eh okay that was interesting about some”. I love eating and can never pass up a good meal. Along with eating anyone that knows me knows I fucking love BEER… love love love love love it. I have no shame… I am a beer drinker and I am willing to break my budget for beer. I don’t know much about beer or try to pretend I know the difference between the good ones and the bad ones… for me a beer is a beer and sometimes it will taste good and sometimes it won’t. Of course I have my favorites, but overall beer is beer like food is food. When you travel you get the chance to understand so many cultures through their food & their beer & I love it.
Ahhh THE SIGHTS I have seen during the last 500 days have been some of the most amazing sights on Earth. I have seen, the beautiful beaches of Costa Rica, the Panama Canal, the beautiful Cathedrals of Nicaragua, Copan Ruinas in Honduras, Tikal in Guatemala, many of the Mayan Ruins in Mexico, the Eiffel Tower & Mona Lisa in Paris, Mannequin Piss in Brussels, the canals of Amsterdam, the memorial to Homosexuals in Berlin, lots of Gaudi’s masterpieces in Barcelona, the blue town of Chefchaouen, the crazy alley ways of Marrakech, magical Venice, Michelangelo’s David in Florence, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Colosseum in Rome, the Parthenon in Athens, the Blue Mosque in Istanbul, the Great Pyramids of Giza, many of the temples of ancient Egypt, the Taj Mahal in India and the list goes on. Anyone who tries to tell you you shouldn’t do the “touristy stuff” when you travel is full of shit… you should because ummm they are famous for a reason and amazing to see for your self. Even though sometimes I don’t understand what makes a sight a must see, I love that I have been able to see a lot of them and can’t wait to see more.
Ahhh THE PEOPLE I have met in the last 500 days have been some of the most amazing people I have ever met in my life. Some were old friends from when I went home for a few weeks, some were other travel bloggers I have been following for like ever and others I have been able to meet by chance on the road. With some I have made friendships that I know will last a lifetime, some I know were just for that moment in time. That is one of the joys of travel; along the way you meet so many like minded people that will just blow your mind away with what it is they are doing in life. The people on the road are the ones who understand you. Like when you talk about future trips that aren’t a two week vacation, but a year or two long adventure through South America or an overland adventure from Cape Town to Cairo. It’s the people you meet on the road that become your family, your friends, your partners in crime. It’s the people you meet on the road that make a place special. In the end yes you saw the sights, but it’s the crazy & fun moments you had with the people you met that will be the memories you cherish forever.
Ahhh THE MEMORIES I have made in the last 500 days are honestly some of the most amazing memories I have ever made. No photos can truly capture the essence of these moments and is why I didn’t put any. The memories I have made in the last 500 days are the memories I have shared with you and that I am going to be able to tell for years to come and can keep with me until the day I die. I will never forget the day my best friends dropped me off at the airport and I boarded my plane to Costa Rica, I will never forget arriving in San Jose, Costa Rica feeling so fucking scared and wondering if I was doing the right thing, I will never forget my first night in a hostel trying to meet other backpackers, I will never forget the feelings I get when I am crossing a border overland, I will never forget the time I was held at gunpoint, I will never forget the time I rolled down a volcano almost killing myself or the time I spent the night on a volcano with friends, I will never forget the time I gave a hand job on a chicken bus, or the time I woke up naked in Caye Caulker and found my swim trunks on top of a palm tree a few days later, or going skinny dipping in Manuel Antonio, Isla de Ometepe or Playa del Carmen or having sex on a few beaches, I will never forget my attending my brothers wedding or my best friends wedding, I will never forget the feelings I felt visiting some of the most amazing sights on Earth, or the hospitality of some of my readers, or people I have met around the world, I will never forget going to my first gay sauna in Madrid or dark room in Berlin, I will never forget the time I went camping in Germany or the many times I have slept at a bus station or airport around the world, I will never forget waking up to the sunrise in the Sahara Desert, I will never forget the time I got drunk on the streets of Rome, I will never forget my gay date in Cairo or falling in love in Egypt, I will never forget the time I volunteered in India or the time I thought I was going to die on a train ride in India, I will never forgI will never forget the time a local welcomed me to his home and cooked me one of the most amazing meals I have ever had in Morocco, I will never forget the time I witnessed history in Egypt by going to vote with him & then a week later celebrate the announcement of the 1st ever freely elected leader of Egypt, I will never forget all the small moments that make travel amazing like talking to the locals and just learning first hand how amazing the world really is. I can go on & on with the memories I have made on the road and the truth is it’s the memories that make travel priceless and the best thing anyone can ever purchase. It’s not tangible that is for sure, but it’s something you can take with you when you die.
I hate writing post that try to persuade people to leave it all behind and travel the world (I also hate reading them). I know travel is not for everyone and I understand that. I know some people are happy with the lives they are living. I respect that just as much as many people respect what I am doing. The only thing I have ever tried to help people understand with my blog (aside from sharing my thoughts and crazy adventures) is that life is short… so why not live it on your terms and be happy? Happiness comes in a million shapes and sizes and that is something that helps make the world go round. For me exploring the world is what makes me happy and the last 500 days have been some of the most amazing days of my life and wanted to share why it is I am doing what I am doing. Even though I know I don’t wanna do this for ever… I think I can do it for like 500,000,000,001 more days!!!
I hope this gives you an understanding of why I truly love my life and am happy I busted my ass to make this happen. If you have a dream go out and conquer it… make it a reality and if you need help and think I can help send me an email. I am always happy to help anyone out!!! Ahh still can’t believe it’s been 500 days (okay 498 according to the counter, but on Friday it will be 500)… EEEeeee just amazing!!!
Oh & I know on day 400 I was lost as fuck in life, but I think I have things figured out now & will be writing about it very soon. I couldn’t be happier with life & the choices I am making.
Now I wanna know why it is you do what you do? I don’t care if it’s travel related or not. Are you happy with your life… tell me why? If you do love to travel… why do you do it? What do you think of the reasons I love what I am doing?
PREVIOUS MILESTONE THOUGHTS:
- 100 days into my “BREAKAWAY” & I don’t understand why “WE” don’t have equal rights.
- 200 days into my “BREAKAWAY” & I still get scared.
- 300 days into my “BREAKAWAY” & I know I don’t want to do this forever.
- A YEAR into my “BREAKAWAY” & I wonder if I will ever be able to go back to a “NORMAL” life?
- 400 days into my “BREAKAWAY” & ummmm yeah I’m LOST in life.