July 30, 2017 malindkate 2Comment

Most of the time we are more ourselves then somewhere else while we are traveling. We are the true I, the “me, myself and I” selfish travelers who (basically) don’t give a f** about anyone else. It appears to me, that living at one place, where there is a lot of consumption going on, influences me more than I even notice. You turn into a multiple you. Changing your outfit, your personality even within a day. When you leave work and meet up with friends. When you are with your family or just at home with your love. That is not possible while you’re traveling. You are just You.

“Travel far enough to meet yourself”
Cloud Atlas

I dont need much.

I do not wear makeup. I brush my hair once a week: to be precise: whenever I wash it 😉 I rarely cut my hair, I don’t dye my hair. I only look in the mirror two times a day. Once in the morning, once in the evening. To see if I got rid of all the toothpaste on my lips.

I have two dresses and two shorts, two bikinis, and one hoodie. That´s more or less it. My flip flops are my best friends if I am not able to walk barefoot. I don’t have a bunch of outfits to choose from. I am not multiple characters. I am just myself. One person. I am reduced to what I really am. Me, Myself.

Minimalistic living has shown us how it is to live only with the most necessary things, not following the consumption hype that surrounds us every day. My task to myself is, to keep to a simpler lifestyle, even if I should go and settle down somewhere again. To remind myself more often, that less is more and that I am happier having a good conversation than just another pair of shoes.

I am honest.

The real traveler is shockingly honest. We only spent time with people we like. Because it is our time, and we know that. We tell people what we don’t like. But we also tell them with all of our heart when we love what they do. What they create. We appreciate little things and worth-ship small gestures a lot more. We are happy for others. There is no reason to look at someone, thinking that he or she does not deserve it.

I am selfish.

I do what I want. Because I dont have to do what others want. I dont have to follow the crowd. I dont have to swim with the curent. I can get up early or sleep in late. I can meet people and have a drink or watch a movie and fall asleep. I can go for a surf or a walk. I can get to know someone or stay by myself. It is my decision and it is my life. But as I know that, I automatically take care of others an love to make little compliments. It might sound confusing, but being selfish tought me to find compremises with others. Because sometimes you wanna share and sometimes there is no way areound than to speak to others and find a way together. Because you are not alone on this world. 😉 Sharing means to keep others in mind.

PLUS: this differs so much, dependng if I traveling solo (again ;)) or if I am on the road with someone together. Traveling has tought me to be good at both. Because practice makes perfect 😀

I am grumpy.

Sometimes we are in a bad mood. Because we are. But we are the ones who choose to change it. Because change is a constant part of your life. And if this feeling continues at the place that you are at that specific moment, then you can simply move on. In search of our happy place. We move on alone or with someone we share interests. And then the paths separate again. But that’s alright. Because we are the traveler.

Of course, I am exaggerating here, but this is how I am now. This is what (solo) traveling has made me to.

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