Traveling. De viaje. En voyageant. Die reise.

To travel is to live, and I mean really live. A full experience of new opportunities. Traveling is to explore, experience new things, and to learn lessons from all there is to offer. Traveling is pushing yourself past your limits, and getting to know more about yourself and the strangers around you.

So why do we travel? We travel to escape the daily commute of our same old daily lives, and take with us memoires which we have made. We travel to learn and to grow, to enjoy and to feel free.

Traveling can be a way of life. There are a select few people who travel for a living, travel as their life. There are others who just travel just for the sake of it, constantly roaming. Traveling is something that you can do five-star, or on cheap money. You can travel wherever you wish, and do whatever you want. The ideas and concepts of travel are endless. You can be who you want to be, get fresh starts, try new things, and meet new and amazing people.

The reason I love to travel is because I can see a whole new side of living. I get to experience everything for the first time. The first time driving in a new place, the first time sleeping in a new place, meeting your first friend in a new place, eating your favorite food in a new place, and so much more. I love getting to reinvent myself, and carving myself to be more and more free and adventurous. I like getting fresh starts, and getting away from my aggressors and tormentors. I love not feeling afraid of being myself for once.

I love trying new activities: going four wheeling, horseback riding, cooking Navajo style food, trying salt on my watermelon, and meeting family and friends. I love going to amusement parks, and water parks, and getting to feel the thrill of a new adrenaline filled place. I thoroughly enjoy feeling at peace like I am finally away from the places of the past and the people who have caused me deep grievances. I enjoy the feeling of being free and getting to choose who I associate with and who I steer clear of. I love being free to choose whatever, whenever.

Traveling is flexible. It is up to the traveler to choose where, when, and whom the travel with. They choose the circumstances and their activities and what they want to experience. For the world is a book, and those who do not travel only ready but one page. Traveling does something special: it leaves you speechless, then makes you a storyteller. It makes you experienced. We travel not to escape life, but for our life to not escape us. For in the end, we only regret the chances we don't take. So it is up to us now to be the renegades of tomorrow, to be free spirits and travel to our heart's desire. You only get one life, it is actually your responsibility to live it.