We all have our limits, by which I mean the boundaries of our own comfort zones.
Penny and I have met many travelers since we started this walkabout seven months ago. One young woman from
was laid off, so she put her stuff in storage and hit the road. She had just arrived in Puerto Iguazú and was having some ice cream when we came into the shop. We have also met people who have been traveling for years after retiring, much like we are now doing. When we tell people what we are doing now, we usually get raised eyebrows in response. Some genuinely think they could never do what we are doing. Sometimes, we can see the gears whirring inside their heads as they take aboard a new idea. It is a big decision, though, to do this kind of walkabout. San Francisco
Penny and I have developed rather large comfort zones over the years, but we too have a sense of limits. Don’t look for us to head off to
at any time in the near future, even though one of our most adventurous friends has done exactly that. At the other extreme, we know people whose comfort zone limits extend perhaps to the counties next to the ones where they live. Uzbekistan
But, it really doesn’t matter where your limits are. You don’t have to decide to mosey across the border into
to be adventurous. What does matter is to engage the wonderful world and its people as best you can. I know some people who have gone to Paraguay and were so uncomfortable that they may never travel abroad again. I know others who also went to Italy and found that it tested their comfort zone limits. They still want to travel to other places or return to Italy when they can. The difference, of course, is how you react to the challenge. Do you challenge your limits? If you do, then you have expanded your horizons and have created new limits for yourself. You are actually expanding your very humanity. Italy
And you get memories to keep as long as you can. That is all that remains when you leave any particular place. You have what you see before your eyes at a given moment, and all the rest are persons and places that you can visit no matter where you happen to be sitting. You simply walk down the hallways of your collected memories, choose a treasure chest to open, and then conjure in your mind’s eye some person or place that you remember.
As I write this, I happen to be in
. It is a great city. Not the greatest in the world, as I see it, but it is a great city. I could right now visit Buenos Aires or Paris Hong Kong again just as easily if I were sitting in…say, . In fact, I have just gone back to Winnemucca, Nevada, which I don't think is such a great city for a while, and Boston is a great city. That’s the beauty of creating all these memories. Boston