When I first started traveling on my own in 2006, travel was still truly an adventure for me. From catching a bus to even something simple like putting food in my mouth, everything was a a stimulating, “new” and slightly difficult (in a good way) experience. You had to rely on the good graces of people, the curiosity of others like “what the hell is this Aryan kid doing in the middle of the mountains in the Philippines?” and what navigational tools you had at your disposal like paper maps. This was when travel was “real” to me. And it…
How Travel has Become Too Easy



















