Wanderlust: a very strong or irresistable impulse to travel.
A very popular hashtag amongst travelers thesedays. Wanderlust. The urge to travel. But what does it really mean? Where does it come from?
I told my husband yesterday that I’ve been feeling restless. It’s this strange feeling deep in my gut. I need to travel, explore new places. I live in a cute little city in Belgium called Hasselt. Love it! Got a challenging job being a mental health nurse. Great! I have a gorgeous husband whom I love very much. Awesome! Then why isn’t just being here now enough for me? Is there something wrong with me? Do I need to go to a therapist???
I’ve explored quite a lot over the past 10 years. A one year working holiday in Australia. Traveled to Thailand, the US, Fiji. Citytripping to Paris, London, Barcelona, Rome, Kopenhagen, Stockholm, Amsterdam, Madrid, Milan, Budapest, … whenever I’ve got a few days off. And whenever I’m away (whether it’s on a citytrip or a longer journey) it gives me this energy, it makes me feel alive, it’s like I need it to survive, like breathing.
So after I told my husband about this restlessness we booked a trip to Sardinia. It has calmed my unrest a little, having a journey to look forward to. But something deep inside tells me I’m not made for going on the occasional citytrip/vacation whenever you get leave of work.
Sometimes I think it’s the way I was raised or even a genetic thing. My two sisters are also infected by the wanderlust-travelbug. Is it my parent’s fault? Then again a lot of my cousins have traveled and live abroad. So is it genetic?
In the hopes of controlling my current episode of wanderlust I decided to write a blog about it. I’ll let you know how that goes…