Confession: Long-Term Travel Is Not For Me

IMG_6529March 21, 2015

I hopped on the Skybus from the Southern Cross Station in Melbourne to the airport.

I felt knots in my stomach the entire time. Did I drink too much last night? Or is it because I am making a mistake?

I had 2 one-way airplane tickets departing on a rather sunny day in Melbourne. And all I wanted to do was throw-up.

One flight was departing to New Zealand. The other flight was back to America (Chicago, Illinois).

I held my passport in my right hand, tugging my suitcase along while I reflected on my year in Australia.

“Holy Shit,” I thought to myself while I stopped to take a bite of my sandwich and pop a Tylenol capsule in my mouth from the small bottle I asked my Dad to bring over when he visited. I take another two capsules and wrap them in a napkin and stuff it in my purse just in case. I shove the Tylenol bottle back into my suitcase.

“I did it.”

I felt a sense of pride. I proved my self-doubts wrong. I moved to Australia, landed a job, made sure there was a roof over my head, met people, made friends and traveled – which was the whole point of this journey.

I’m pretty sure I saw more of Australia than most Australians have seen. I traveled long-term. I did it.

But did I want to do it again?

IMG_0225Traveling Australia for a few weeks as a tourist is one thing. Traveling Australia on the Work and Holiday visa for one year is another. And unless you have a bit saved up, you have to look for work while you’re traveling to fund your travels. I didn’t have a lot saved up. I came to Australia with a little over $5,000 (which is the immigration requirement for U.S. citizens). I had to budget a lot until I actually found a decent job. It wasn’t easy, but I somehow made it work. However, while I made it work, I wasn’t exactly having the time of my life.

It was a bit stressful at times: looking for work, a place to live, hopping from one unfamiliar place to another, one unfamiliar bed to another, unpacking and repacking, sitting on my suitcase and trying to get it to close and FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CLOSE ALREADY.

IMG_6590That’s not to say that I didn’t have a good time. I just didn’t have a good time all of the time. As expected, I had good days and I had bad days. Still, had I not taken this opportunity, I would not be here, today, in realization that long-term travel isn’t something I necessarily enjoy. Had I not taken a chance to see for my own, I would still be at home fantasizing about traveling long-term because I honestly thought that I would travel for years on end.

Before I left for my one-year trip to Australia, I got rid of a lot of things I had: books, clothes (except the clothes I packed in my suitcase), and a lot of random crap. I don’t even have a bed anymore. I got rid of almost everything – everything except for my Justin Timberlake dolls from his ‘N sync days – I’m keeping that shit.

I thought I would travel forever. I wanted to travel forever.

Only travel didn’t feel fun anymore. It almost felt like a chore. When I went to New Zealand for a few days last month, I fell in love with it and I thought, “I’d be stupid not to move here.”

I’d be stupid not to move here.

I’d be stupid not to move here.

As soon as I came back to Australia, I applied for the working holiday for New Zealand. Three days later, I was approved. A few days later, I booked a one-way flight to New Zealand.

While I started figuring things out for NZ, the entire time I just felt like something wasn’t right. I felt like I was fighting with myself – making myself do something even though I secretly didn’t want to. Was I stupid? It’s freaking New Zealand. I could live in New Zealand.

But did I want to feel the same stress I felt in Australia in the beginning. And although I made money while working in Australia, I quickly spent most of it and would once again, be on a tight budget (OZ ain’t cheap and NZ ain’t cheap either).


A Really Cute Koala At The Australia Zoo

And, honestly, I was sick of hopping around all of the time. There are other parts of my life I want to work on and it’s difficult to do so when you’re worried about where you’re going to sleep next week.

I still want to travel – that’s something that’s never going to change. But perhaps I’d like to travel differently.

I’m not exactly sure what happened. I had my visa and plane ticket ready. I was ready to go. And I could have gone. I knew that I could make it work just like I made it work in Australia. I was sure of that. That was no longer the question. I believe that I can travel unlike before.

The real question was did I want to continue with long-term travel?

And the answer is No. I was burnt out. And I was too stubborn to admit it to myself until the stress of long-term travel just became too much. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I was fighting with myself. I worked so hard to finally travel and I was considering going back? It didn’t make any sense. I was trying to ignore this feeling and push forward anyway. When I started asking others what I should do instead of asking myself, I knew it was a bad sign.

I remember thinking “I’ll just go to New Zealand since it’s so close and get it over with.”

Get it over with? An amazing place like New Zealand shouldn’t be something to “get it over with”. How dare I even think such things?

Sandboarding in New Zealand

Sandboarding in New Zealand

That’s when I knew that I needed a break from long-term travel. Although I already booked my flight to New Zealand, I knew I needed to go home to figure some things out. And that’s how I ended up with two one-way flights on the same day to two different countries. And I think I picked the right flight to get on.

Although I did feel sick at the Melbourne airport, it wasn’t because I felt like I was making the wrong decision. I probably felt sick because I had one too many fancy cocktails and didn’t sleep too well the night before (hey, I had to get rid of my Aussie dollars and that was one way to do it so leave me alone, jerk).

Last night in Australia means espresso martini

Last night in Australia means espresso martini

I’m back home in Chicago, and although it feels a bit strange to be back home, I know I need a mental and physical break from travel (though I’ve looked up one too many flights since being home – what’s wrong with me?). My working holiday visa for New Zealand is still good for about a year if I decide to pursue it later.

Traveling within Australia (and taking a side trip to Fiji and New Zealand) was amazing. Living in Melbourne for the majority of the time allowed me to live like the locals (taking the train to work, stalking Mariah Carey when she came into town, shopping at the Queen Victoria Market). I’ve learned things about myself that I would have never learned had I not embarked on this journey.

One of the things I’ve learned is that although long-term travel takes you out of your comfort zone and pushes you beyond your limits, it’s not for everyone.

Sometimes you have to just stop, take a breather, and realize that you are in control of your life. It’s better to do something that feels right instead of something that you think is right.

IMG_2373Hopping on that airplane one year ago was the best thing I could have ever done for myself. Because of this trip, I understand myself a bit more. I understand what I want in life a little more.

So what is my travel style? I’ll let you know when I figure it out. But right now, I’m glad I didn’t get on that flight to New Zealand. Being back home will give me a chance to chill-out, search for work that I’m happy doing, and actually miss traveling.

Sometimes in order to find the right type of life for you, you have to leave. And sometimes you have to go back.

Is long-term travel for you? Why or why not?


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  1. Welcome home Priya! Great post. It’s definitely not a vacation and not fun all the time. It’s life on steroids. Bigger ups, bigger downs, and definitely always a bit uncomfortable. Glad you grew from it and learned so much about yourself. I too needed a break and travel will never be the same (or as exciting) for me, but it is something I will never regret!

    • Thanks, Lisa! Yeah at some points I felt like I should feel like I’m vacation, but it didn’t. I guess most people don’t work during vacations – who knew?

  2. Bravo to you for finishing the year in Oz in spite of the many obstacles.

    Love the photo of you with the martini – very glam!!!!

    Looking forward to hearing about your next adventure.

  3. Wow, this is totally me. I came to Melbourne from NY back in October. I already bought my ticket back to the States. I leave June 12. I didn’t even make it a year.

    I too realized that the whole perpetual traveling thing isn’t for me. While I would like give NZ a shot, I’m waiting until maybe February 2016 to do that.
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    • Hey Melissa,

      Don’t worry so much that you didn’t make it a year. It’s hard to get caught up and think that’s the goal, but the real goal is to figure out what works for you. I think it’s important to try long-term travel at least once because you’ll end up learning things about yourself so much faster than you would leading a normal life. You’ll learn what works for you and what doesn’t.

      June is still a little while away. I hope you have some cool travel plans 🙂

  4. Good on you for giving it a go. I’m glad you got something positive out of it because honestly, a lot of your posts are about how miserable you are. I agree that long term travel isn’t for everyone, and all those travel blogs that wax lyrical about it would make anyone think it was a breeze. It is hard work, there’s lots of discomfort involved, and just as many annoying people as awesome fun people. If it isn’t working for you, well done for admitting it. You may well give it another go at another time in your life. Or not. Who cares, it’s your life to do with what you want, and you should do what makes you happy. Best of luck.
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    • Ha ha. Well, if you’ve never done it before, maybe try it. You might hate it. Or you might love it. But you won’t know until you’re on the road 🙂

  5. Hi Priya

    I found your blog through Unbrave Girl 🙂 Just stopped by to say that I really enjoyed this very honest post. Australia can be quite an expensive place to live in and unless one is willing to live out of a camper van or in dodgy hostels (not a lifestyle that suits everyone!) it can be quite cost prohibitive. So kudos for making it for a whole year!

    It sounds like there will be plenty more travel in the future – travel that you will do in your own way and in your own time 🙂 I hear someone is looking for a travel buddy to Iceland 🙂

    • Thanks, Anita! I still have no idea how I made it a whole year but I made it! And I do believe there is going to be more travel in my future.

  6. Long-term travel isn’t for everyone and I think that’s okay. 🙂 We all have to figure out what suits us and you still lived abroad for a whole year and did it by going off by yourself. That’s amazing!

    I love “slow travelling” – Kind of moving to a new country, settling, and then exploring everything within in it and around it over a long period of time. But something has changed for me recently. I used to love the idea of moving every year or so to a new place, bouncing around the world to different jobs. But lately I’ve actually really enjoyed being settled in one place, having a steady paycheck, and using a lot of my free time to go travelling instead. I feel so old and boring haha
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    • It’s OK to change as long as you want to change. And slow travel is great! You get to learn so much about a place and find little treasures.

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