Wanderlust

I just got back from my day and a half trip in Paris. I'm exhausted and a little sick, as I always have a Vacation Hangover after travelin'. Also, 9 times out of 10, I get motion sickness on the train, but I still do travel anyway. Wanderlust is in my blood. I've taken a bite from the apple, and I only want more.

Unfortunately, I do not fit Elizabeth Gilbert's description of a superhuman traveler below:

 "I’ve met travelers who are so physically sturdy they could drink a shoebox of water from a Calcutta gutter and never get sick. People who can pick up new languages where others of us might only pick up infectious diseases. People who know how to stand down a threatening border guard or cajole an uncooperative bureaucrat at the visa office. People who are the right height and complexion that they kind of look halfway normal wherever they go."

"Aside from my cockeyed internal compass...

... I also have a shortage of personal coolness, which can be a liability in travel, I have never learned how to arrange my face into that blank expression of competence invisibility that is so useful when traveling in dangerous, foreign places. You know—that super-relaxed, totally-in-charge expression which makes you look like you belong there, anywhere, everywhere, even in the middle of a riot in Jakarta. Oh, no. When I don’t know what I’m doing, I look like I don’t know what I am doing. When I’m excited or nervous, I look excited or nervous. And when I’m lost, which is frequently, I look lost. My face is a transparent transmitter of my every thought. As David once put it, 
'You have the opposite of poker face. You have, like…miniature golf face.' "

And Gilbert continues expressing my feelings on the matter:
"Still, despite all this, traveling is the great true love of my life. I have always felt...that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice...I feel about travel the way a happy new mother feels about her impossible, colicky, restless, newborn baby--I just don't care what it puts me through.

Because I adore it. Because it's mine. Because it looks exactly like me.."

To conclude this post on travel, I will leave you with Camera Obscura's "Let's Get Out of This Country" Video and Lyrics. I adore the lyrics!

 We’ll pick berries and recline

Let’s hit the road dear friend of mine
Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
We’ll drive for miles maybe never turn off
We’ll find a cathedral city you can be handsome I’ll be pretty

What does this city have to offer me
Everyone else thinks it’s the bee’s knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just can’t see
I just can’t see

Let’s get out of this country
I have been so unhappy
Smell the Jasmine my head was turned
I feel like getting confessional
We’ll find a cathedral city you can convince me I am pretty

All Book quotes from Eat, Pray, Love.