The other day, I was wondering why do I love travelling so much? and then I started to look back into my my quarter of a century life.
I was born in Bogota, Colombia but grew up in a city 3 hours Southeast of Bogota. My mom’s family lived in Bogota while my dad’s family lived in small towns near where I grew up. I remember we were always going on a road trips to visit a family members at least 2 hours away. This was about 3 to 4 times a month for 12 years….
The longest road trips we took by car was in 94 and 95. We went from Bogota to Santa Marta. The drive is anywhere from 16 hours to 20 hours. Even though I was 5 I remember those trips as if we went yesterday. We visited Medellin, Barranquilla, Bucaramanga, Cartagena and a ton of other little towns.
The highlights for me on the trip were:
-Listening to Pastor Lopez music (Colombian folklore music)
-Seeing the “Zona Bananera” ( the region of Colombia were bananas are produced). The “Zona Bananera has been one of the most beautiful scenery I have seen to date.
– The beaches of Santa Marta
– Looking out the window and admiring the ever changing landscape ( we went from Bogota that is 8,8660 feet from sea level to Santa Marta that is 20 ft from sea level)
-The “patacones con pescado frito” (plantain and fried fish)
-The most important was the feeling of happiness that I felt by being surrounded by my family.
Then in 97 we traveled by plane to the San Andres y Providencia. This was the first time I saw sea water that was clear. I remember going in to the ocean and seeing and feeling all different types of fishes swimming around me. The food was delicious and I had never seeing Colombians that had such a different culture .. San Andres is located in the Caribbean so they have lots of Afro-Caribbean influence. I love it.
All these trips were all in Colombia territory it was not until the early 2000 that we traveled internationally. We went a couple a days to the beautiful city of Miami.
We traveled to Canada and I have lived here ever since.. here is where I met my husband and had my 2 bundles of joy.
If my parents had not exposed me to travelling, to the joys and sorrows ( yes it is hard to travel more than 8 hours in a car) I would have never had experience first hand what travelling felt like.
I gotta thank my parents, and up to this date they still take me on trips once in while. I will forever be in debt with my parents for sharing the wonderful gift on travelling with me.
I want to share the gift of traveling with my children. When they get older, if they do not like to travel is okay because that is completely up to them. I shared a part of what i love to do with them.