Rainbows and Storm Clouds

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Traveling is not always rainbows and sunshine. It's not a constant lounging on a beach and drinking cheap beer and having blinders on only to experience all the beautiful parts and pieces of a country. Its not all the best photos we see on each other's social media platforms. Those are the pieces of our lives and of our travels we choose to share for many different reasons. Maybe because those images speak to us. Maybe those images are what we want our audience to associate us with. Or perhaps we share those images because they are reminiscent of the places, the people we met and food we tasted that melted our hearts and changed our lives indefinitely, and we want to share it with the rest of the world. 


It can be those things, but what most of us don't see online or consider sharing in such a universal platform are the extremes of travel. The depressing lows, the self examination, the leaving the people behind you just met for a few days that feel like brothers and sisters to you. We don't see the neo-colonialism that's ever present in this new generation of travelers and entrepreneurs alike.

We don't see the parts of each other's lives in the moments where we're broken down, crying to ourselves on a public bus in a foreign country because of the overwhelming contrast of dark and light we experience during a trip.

Crying of utter exhaustion, crying because of loneliness, because of the sheer beauty of the countryside we're zooming past all alone. Crying because weve never been a part of a more familial culture that takes you in and gives you everything they have just to make you feel at home, when you're a complete alien.

When language you can understand is out the door and your ability to survive lies in your competency in reading body language and in social cues. A smile, a kind gesture.. or the opposite.

Some of the best times of my life have been on the road, enveloped in gratitude to experience the world in this way we can now. The most growth in my life has come when I'm beaten down, scared, sorry and so alone I forget the feeling of community even after just a few days.

It's really about he parallels. The light in the dark and the dark in the light.