What traveling means to me

I love exploring. I love to find out the hidden meaning of certain places, their history, their stories. I just can’t get enough of it. Though I have not traveled much, for now, I am sure I would do so. To travel to my dream place, explore the unexplored, wander around the streets, eat under the roofs, take sun baths, dance with strangers. I have always wondered how it would be to live a different lifestyle as in, in a different culture.

I just don’t want to travel to a place and see the famous views or glance at its elegance rather I would stay there as a part of that place and completely get lost in it as if I belong there. I want to connect to the people there, make new friends. I would rather go grocery shopping than collecting souvenirs everywhere. I don’t want to be just a traveler but someone who feels like home there. Though I would like to stay in motels just to get that passenger feeling and compare to my own country’s and miss it.

I would go to the beaches and stay there all night long hearing the sounds of the waves, to the fields to get some sunshine, to the clubs to meet strangers. There are many places on my bucket list, the streets of Vienna, the waters of Bengal, the crowds of Times Square not because they are famous but because they are unseen and are not appreciated. Also, it would be good to have some time alone to explore as there will be no crowd.

I would taste the country food, adopt the attire, watch their shows, meet families. So my ideal travel plan includes not only a few days trips and adding a new place to my passport but living the fullest of that place and carrying a lot of memories.