Life on the Road

Life on the road has always been interesting, to say the least (as well as the most). I traveled from Canada to Florida, London, and Jamaica before my first birthday. I traveled to and/or spent time living in 174 countries by age 25. The individuals I’ve come across around the world have always been informative but, most importantly, unique. While each continent has its own distinct feel and culture, all are united under an issue we all must subscribe to…time.

Different cultures have different ways of incorporating and reacting to time and its constraints. Regardless of distinctions in process, time is always followed. It is consistent no matter if you’re in the far-out areas of Greece in a monastery, in Greenland, in Bhutan, in rural Iceland, or in St. Anne, Jamaica fishing on a boat on the open seas and just enjoying the agriculture and beauty of the land and its environment. Whether it be on small islands like St. Thomas and St. Croix or in the capital of Russia for the Olympics in 2018, time’s role in all of our lives remains important and steadily passing (though not as much for time as it is for us as individuals). Some of us have different connections with our limited time. Most of us have less of a connection and think that because we’re young, healthy, successful, or even very happily married that it somehow buffers us from the limitations of time. I’ve always observed 3 things in my 40 years of travel:

1. There’s always more to see, but less to understand.

2. The grass is never greener on the other side. It’s just grass.

3. No matter what is seen physically, there will always be more unknowns that are impossible to comprehend.

Has there ever been a point in time that you spent so much time on the road that time seemed to be lost without reason?