Leave The Comfort-Zone

Travelling Home – I love München

Happy new year everyone. I hope you all had wonderful holidays and may this year be full of travels and experiences.
Do you know this feeling of itchy feet? I’ve felt this strong need to travel again for the last couple of weeks. I know that I’m kind of „stuck“ here for the moment, due to exams, work. But I wish nothing more than unpacking my room, take the most basic stuff, put it in a backpack and hit the road as soon as possible. But I know I have to finish some tasks before. Last week I saw pictures on facebook from my friends Carla and Saskia who have been travelling South America for the last two months. Snow capped mountais in Argentina, beach in Chile, desert in Peru, Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia. Man I was so jealous. Then I saw pictures from my friend Tomislav at a wedding in Bangladesh where he’s been travelling since december.
All I can think of at the moment is, as so often, travelling and I thought I need to find ways to do this at home.
This includes: As always, talking to strangers; walking into random buildings out of curiosity; waking up at 6 am to see the sunrise; hosting couchsurfers; exploring my own city; turns out even after more than 20 years there is so much to discover here.
Here’s a little movie I made after watching sunrise at one of my favorite spots in Munich and cruising around town.
How do you get the feeling of travelling while being at home?

Why We Travel

Why We Travel

Mar 13, 2010


Why are we travelling?

Exactly 365 days ago I was standing on a volcano in Bali. Heavy fog minimized the sight down to a couple of meters, in the cold breeze I felt this special silent excitement for the unknown until the first sun rays broke through and illuminated the mountain range.

As I’m writing this I sit in the library of my university back home in Munich, thinking about the experiences I made during my trip. Eleven mounths around the world. From Delhi to New York. Every day waking up in a new place, meeting new people, hearing new languages, eating new food. All these precious moments, the struggling times, changed me. And still I’m the same person.