Vagabond is defined as “a person who wanders from place to place without a home or job or having no settled home.”
The closer it gets to us leaving for Prague (only about three months!), the closer I realize that…I don’t want to come back.
I want to come back and visit, of course, since most of our friends and families live in the United States, and the West. I know I’ll need the occasional America fix.
I have a feeling, though, that once I get abroad again, I’ll want to keep going.
It’s always been a dream of mine to be a vagabond of sorts, at least for a year, seeing as much of the world as I can. I’d always imagined that after that year, though, I’d want to come back and live close to family and, for lack of a better term, “settle down.” Living abroad has always been a dream, hence the move to Prague, and I’m very excited that this dream is happening. There’s still a part of me that wants to never settle down, never find a home, and just keep seeing everything I can. Really, to see everything I want to see, I kind of need to do this.
(Heaven forbid I don’t see everything on my many lists!)
That’s the thing about travel: the more you travel, the more you want to travel. The more you see, the more you want to see. (At least in my experience.)
Time will tell, I suppose, if I do want to come back and live this normal-ish life I expected I would have (and would want to have…), or if I want to stay on the road. It’s where I am most happiest, after all: I usually don’t want to come back to “normal life,” whatever that is. If it’s possible to stay abroad, to stay on the road, I know I’m going to do what I can to make that happen. I’m going to take the opportunities that come my way to keep me on that road. Above all, traveling is what makes me feel alive, and real, and grateful for this life, and I think, this time, I need to keep that.
So, who wants to go vagabonding with me?
I bring you letter V for the A to Z Challenge!
