In the last couple of months I was planning my future travels, sometimes more, sometimes less. In the last 2-3 weeks it’s been more again. After it didn’t work out to move to Canada (read about that here: part 1, part 2 and part 3), I thought I should give Europe a chance and explore a bit more on this continent.
So I spend a lot of time with research and day dreams where I want to go. From the beginning it was clear to me that I want to buy a minivan. A T3. Or a T4. Transporter-version. Or something like a Renaut Kangoo. I’m still in the research phase 😉
When my sister and I slept in the trunk of a car in 2011 in New Zealand (read here) it was the best option (in my opinion) to get to know the country and have a super relaxed time. We couldn’t be closer to nature!
Somehow a thought sneaked into my mind
that I should plant trees when I travel
to keep my ecological footprint small.
Where did this thought all of the sudden come from?
I remember. The Swede who walks for peace in Syria.
Remember him? Read his story here: My name is Albin and I invite you to walk with me for peace in Syria
There are stories you always remember. Albins story is, to me, one of those. He inspired me to give something back to nature when I leave a dirty footprint when I travel.
I am very grateful for his inspiration!
It’s also important to me to travel slow. No cheap airlines to be as fast as possible at my destination. Enjoying the landscape and having time to observe and explore. Getting in contact with people in different countries to get an insight view, a snapshot, a photo of their culture and story.
Another world wanderer who sneaked into my thoughts. The Italian who travel on cargo ships through the world. He who travels by train from Europe to china and never regrets it.
Remember? Haven’t read his story yet? Here it is:
Part 1: Faces of the world
Part 3: China seems so mysterious to me
And then I realized that there are more world wanderers who inspired me:
Those stories that remind me what is important in life.
Benjamin: Born to be happy
„We are born to be happy. Born to be ourselves.”
I love this sentence! An Australian who shares his path to self-discovers and tells us that he didn’t want to become what others were thinking of him. How he found his path that which wasn’t always easy and now found happiness again in nature.
Read Benjamin’s story here:
Part 1: The boy with fire in his eyes
Mark: Second and third chances
Mar’s story still goes under my skin. I remember exactly the night we were sitting (Mark, Nils and I) on the floor in our hostel room and Mark told us his story. Such a meaningful and emotional story that hits and shows us that life isn’t a movie while we are sitting and watching comfortably on our couch with a bag of chips.
Do we not all wish to be part of the movie on the big screen? Do it!
Jump into the movie and leave your emotional baggage on the seats! You won’t regret it!
Read Mark’s story here:
Part 4: Let go of emotional baggage
Sandra: Building bridges
During my travel planning I thought about communication. Although I’m fluent in English and although I am trying to learn French again. But I know from experience that the Mediterranean countries have a hard time with English (like Southern France, Spain, Portugal and Italy). I guess I will be fine in the Scandinavian countries and in the Netherlands. But also so many different cultures…
What shall I do?
Building bridges, I remind myself. Talking with hands and feet.
Like Sandra, who threw the bags with clothes over the fence of the refugee camp. Despite her fear of contact.
Do you remember her? Sandra who helped refugees although she was scared of an unknown language and culture. She just did it. Jumped into a world that was shocking but also rewarding.
Read Sandra’s story here:
Part 3: The ‘Jungle’ in Calais
Razan, Dyana, Wajdy: What are real problems?
What if I run out of money? Or my minivan gets stolen? What if…stop. What are real problems?
Would it be life threatening if I run out of money? No. Would it be life threatening if my van would be stolen? No.
It would be life threatening to live in a war zone. Or share an inflatable boat with 20 other refugees to cross the ocean in the direction of a supposed safety.
Razans, Dyanas und Wajdys stories remind me that I should be grateful for what I have in life. Luxury problems. They remind me to be humbled when I am concerned and whiny.
For all those who need once in a while (like me) a reminder what real problems are:
Read Razan’s and Dyana’s story here:
Part 1: Syria – Turkey
Read Wajdy’s story here:
Part 1: Life in Syria before the war
Trevor: Spiritual and fantastic worlds
When I travel I want to see the things behind the obvious. Diving into the fantastic worlds of gromes, elves, trolls, giants and dwarfs. Don’t exist? Only exist in stories?
Wait for it, there will be more about that on my blog starting this summer 😉
Diving into spiritual worlds? Trevor knows how to do that: Dive into spiritual worlds
Telling stories, writing stories. Nothing makes life more colorful than a well-told story. We create our story day by day.
Like David, a great narrator who shares his magical story with us. Incredibly authentic and exciting. And some walking history 😉
Read David’s story here:
What’s your story? What fantastic, exciting, curious, sad, happy elements color your story and turn them into a readable novel?