"A frog in a well only sees a small part of the sky.” I first heard this quote on Sky’s “An Idiot Abroad” from the show’s host/victim, Karl Pilkington. To me, this means that staying in one spot limits your view of the world. By that, I mean not traveling is like only ever seeing one part of the sky. I tried looking up the quote and found that Karl just horribly misquoted a Mao Zedong quote about ignorance. Despite that, the quote still holds my initial response to it and is often something I think about when considering my personal values.
In today's modern world, travel is a privilege, first and foremost. Not everyone can travel for pleasure, either due to lack of money, means to get around, ability, time, etc. Therefore, it is something I treasure, as both something I can do and something I have done in the past. I believe travel broadens your mind, and it makes you more receptive to differences not only in people but in cultures as well. Travel is a hobby I want to continue to explore and something I want to expose my kids to, so they can also receive its benefits.
Since I was a baby, I have been camping at the Rocky Mountain National Park. We went what felt like every other year to the mountains, staying at a different lake each time. Whether we went up by horse or foot, it was never easy (actually the horses were pretty easy) to reach the site. I remember the first time I did a five-mile hike, and I begged my dad to let me take a nap on a rock. Your struggle on the way up only seems to make the destination all the more special. Boulder-hopping to have a picnic on a standing rock, shimmying past a cliff to see an old mining tunnel: these things were never easy to reach, but we sought them out. I haven’t been back in a while, but I have a feeling I’m not even halfway done with camping in the Rockies.
More recently, We took a road trip from Minneapolis to San Diego. This two-week endeavor included stops at many prominent national parks along the way. Making a capital "U" across the American southwest, we went down to Arkansas, Texas, over to New Mexico, Arizona and finally, up into California. I saw muddy swamps, southern desolation, a Texas night sky, the clouds of New Mexico and the hipsters of California. In this massive country we live in, it takes weeks to travel several states over. Sitting in a car for days straight, surrounded by other passengers, family, friends and maybe even strangers, helps you learn the art of co-existing.


























