I’ve been in Australia for over 4 months and I cannot tell you how many times I’ve been asked where I’ve been and where I’m going. When I say nowhere and nowhere, people jump in with suggestions of where I have to go, saying I’d enjoy it, but to be honest, I’m not the travelling type.
I’ve never wanted to live out of a backpack, and I didn’t want to go to SE Asia after looking at the brochures. When I decided that I needed a change, Asia didn’t give me butterflies. Sydney did. The thought of starting a new life brought light back into my dull one. But not the thought of seeing all these different things.
I just wanted to create a new life.
I hate hostels. With a passion. I spent about a month in Jolly Swagman and I had never been so happy to leave. Sharing a room with 3 other people (not many compared to other hostels!) and having to share the kitchen with 50 other people stressed me out. I rarely slept, and I lived on pizza and takeaway because I couldn’t face cooking in that kitchen.
I’m not sure they have a name for what I am, but I’m a slow traveller if I’m a traveller. Like sloth-slow.
I’d rather create a new life, fully immerse myself in a new way of living, creating new routines. I don’t want to wake up and think “ok, now I’m going to jump on a plane to see Switzerland. Next week, I’ll be in Italy, the week after Hawaii.” I don’t like living fast, even though I’m one of the most impatient people you’ll meet.
The thing that triggered this post was a colleague saying that she was moving to Brisbane. She said that when I go travelling, I can stay with her. Which is really sweet, but it’s getting annoying that people aren’t listening to me when I say I don’t want to travel.
I know they mean well, but if someone says they don’t want to travel, please stop offering suggestions. It sounds like they’ve already made up their mind.