The worst things about being on the go…..
What do you dislike most about travelling?
The constant waiting around?
Living out of a suitcase?
Being away from home?
Eating out all the time?
Long haul flights?
Infrequency of travel opportunities
Getting sick while overseas?
In my case it’s none of the above
I love travelling and all that goes with it but the one thing I don’t miss about travelling is becoming almost obsessive compulsive about losing these three things. It makes me become a different version of myself.
- My passport
- My purse
- My phone
By the end of our most recent trip, our 3 month Odyssey, I had a routine that included patting my bag every few minutes, so I knew where my passport, my purse and my phone were at any given moment. I’m a savvy traveller and have been for many years so you’d think I’d be used to it by now.
I have to have a system so that I know where everything is and I always return them to their rightful position, but often it’s not enough to set my mind at ease. That’s when I become paranoid and go searching through my bag to ensure all is where it’s supposed to be!
There was an awful time when I thought I had lost my phone and I nearly had a breakdown on the spot. Everything was on my phone – bookings, tickets, photos, contacts, calendar, plans – and I couldn’t imagine losing it all. Of course if I was thinking rationally I would realise that there was a backup somewhere and the information could be retrieved, but at the time I was very worried (just ask the Mathematician about my reaction).
Once I’m home it doesn’t matter
Once I’m home it simply loses its importance. I honestly couldn’t tell you where my passport is at the moment, I have a vague idea it’s in my bedroom amongst the detritus of my unpacking, and you know what, that doesn’t worry me at all. I have my purse and my phone on my person but I no longer have that unconditional fear of losing everything.
And it feels so good!
When you travel your passport is your lifeline and it is the one thing I fear losing the most. I honestly get almost paranoid about it. Maybe it’s an age thing or has it been drummed into me so much that I can’t imagine losing my ID. Now that I’m home I’m looking back and reflecting on how travel affects me and this is what came to mind first and foremost. What about you?
Am I the only one who feels like this or do others get thingy about losing their passport and identification too? I’d love to hear what you think and what you don’t miss about travelling.
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