Dear Family & Friends, This Is Why I Travel…

by lbressi · 2 comments


Dear Mom and Dad, Family and Friends –

Have you ever taken a moment to really look at a map of the world? Have you ever noticed just how big and small the globe is, and how it’s the only thing that can get away with being both at the same time?

There are many reasons to travel, and these are a few of mine. I travel because the world is big and small at the same time. It is filled with thousands of different cultures and ways of living, with languages, histories, and people – all waiting to be discovered again and again by fresh, hungry eyes.

Can you tell me, honestly, that you have never been overcome with the urge to randomly choose a spot on that map – any town, country, or continent – and have that be your starting point? Have you ever felt that pull – that tug on life’s heartstrings – to pack a bag, set out, and explore? Have you ever yearned to understand the world better and find your place as it constantly moves and changes?

Why do I choose to travel? I’m not sure I can provide a sole reason, let alone a concrete, unalterable answer. When I think about travel, all I have are questions – never really why, but rather where to or when, and how will I get there?

I travel because it is one of the greatest forms of art – one that cures the inexplicable thirst for understanding. I travel because beauty can be seen at every corner, and the answers whatever quiet questions life has in store can be uncovered along the wide open road. I travel in part to find myself, but also in part to lose myself.

I travel as a break from routine. I travel to experience the everyday life of another culture – something so commonplace to one person is another person’s adventure. I travel to collect different perspectives and ways of seeing and understanding the world in which I live. I travel because it is a simple choice, as well as an overwhelming undertaking. I travel because it is in my nature; because I know that I can be wherever I want in a matter of hours.

I’m not sure any explanation I could offer would accurately describe my reasons for traveling. People’s reasons for doing something change with the passage of time. Motives for travel are no exception – rather, shifting reasons may highlight different levels of significance as we move through different chapters in life.

But, for now, I travel because the road feels like home, and it is the only thing that feels absolutely right. Traveling someplace new, setting my feet onto uncharted soil and my eyes on fresh scenery offers a sense of happiness incomparable to any other emotion I have ever encountered. It is a feeling of being complete or, at least, as complete as a person can be at any given time.

I travel because the world is big and small at the same time, because it feeds and quenches my curiosity, and because it should be seen and explored as fully as possible.



If you were going to write a letter, what would you include?

Here’s your chance. Share your reaction in the comments section. If you’re feel ambitious, share with DIWYY readers an open letter to your family about why it is you travel. Help others out who are finding it difficult to explain an extreme passion for travel.


Written by Lindsey Bressi, a California native with a passion for travel, writing, and photography. She is currently residing in Florida, where she works for a non-profit organization. She is planning her next adventure, and cannot wait to see where the road will take her. Be sure to check out her blog, Postcards from the Open Road.

Kim 1

Such a beautiful piece! I may have to write my own <3


Thanks for your comment, Kim.

You have some great travel photography on your site!


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