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I do a lot of things in the name of travel. I mentioned it before in my frugality post that I choose to live a certain way in order to travel my life away. When you’re a travel fanatic, or addict, you’d do a number of crazy shenanigans if it means you’ll be more inclined to travel… you might even consider going streaking?
No, it’s not an option on the table — go streaking and get a free trip — but I thought about it today in my heat-induced lunacy as I struggled to wear anything at all. My internal travel clock is ticking away; I’m dying to put some more stamps in my passport, and I can’t help but think about how far I’d be willing to go to make it happen. If streaking were an option to make it happen faster, could I?… someone who is even horrified at the idea of a bathing suit…. bare all in the name of travel? Would you? (This girl might, hehe.)
It isn’t the same as streaking, but completely rearranging my life so that I can travel has never been an issue for me. Oh, let’s go back to the college days — a time where all I could think about was getting my butt overseas to Italy. I started off in the business college and took up Italian lessons, but the idea of studying abroad was a bit daunting to my family. Having not been a part of their lives ever, me traveling overseas for an extended amount of time wasn’t backed or promoted.
But what my family didn’t know was that I needed it. I pined for experiencing more of Italy and having adventures. It was in my blood, in my head, in my mind at every Italian lesson. I HAD to go.
So, I changed my major, and in doing so, I actually had to change from the business college to the liberal arts college.
Although you don’t generally need to change majors like that to study abroad, I did something a bit tricky: I chose a new major where studying abroad was REQUIRED. Brooke 1; environmental factors non-conducive to me going overseas 0.
Ok, so the going abroad part was a perk, but not the only reason. I loved my switch because, honestly, the business college was just too boring. My new major of International Studies (where I focused on economics for my core) allowed me a lot more freedom to study things I enjoyed like history and cultural issues. It was “me”.
Whether or not that major has gotten me anywhere today is quite questionable. What I do know is that rearranging my life like that — changing my major and course of action — made me happier and helped me experience a moment that was so essential in making my life what it is today. If I hadn’t studied abroad, I don’t know if I would have felt the same desire to attempt long-term travel.
This is just one instance of myself going to extremes in the name of travel. We just might have to make this a series (it is already 1:30am), but do let me know how far you’d go in the name of travel by leaving a comment!