I feel like I’ve done a lot of traveling in my life. Then I took this Facebook quiz. I won’t link to it because it pissed me off. It listed what was supposed to be the 250 landmarks one is supposed to visit in one’s lifetime. I happily clicked off the places I’d visited but when I was done and tallied up my count I had apparently rated among the bottom 10%. Are you kidding me?
First of all it was a Facebook quiz so none of it matters in any real way. I’ve been to multiple countries, lived in multiple states, and have even recently uprooted myself yet again to build a new life. Still I felt slighted after seeing the results of the quiz. Not every place I’ve visited and lived has been a national landmark. I don’t travel to unlock achievements or increase bragging rights. I travel to try new things, meet new people, and experience new environments.
As upset as it made me, I have chosen to ultimately receive it as positive motivation. I like that adventurous feeling when I stretch myself. I have begun to compile a list of places I want to visit and re-visit. The next thing is to put them on a calendar or some kind of timetable so that this becomes some kind of formal commitment to myself. A new year is on the horizon and it’s time to step into the new or step back into what has been great.