You wake up to the sound of waves, you open up your tent and feel the refreshing breeze flowing in... Suddenly you remember,

you are not home anymore

You are awake but everything feels like a dream

But how do you comprehend such a fact? How can you make yourself understand that you are in a completely different country,
Away from your routines, friends and families?

When you sit with a bunch of strangers you just met 15 minutes ago, drinking beer, laughing, sharing meals and stories, it suddenly hits you; You are so far away from everything you know and here you sit, like it was the most natural thing in the world. While you sit and follow the conversation your brain tries to work it out, but it can't, it's too different and everything feels so unreal to you.

You have no real idea how you ended up where you did, but how is that even possible when you have been awake the whole time?

You try to remember but even remembering can seem confusing

You remember you biked through all kind of landscape for hours and hours, you remember you ate lunch under a small tree. Maybe you ran out of water and ended up asking some local stranger to refill your bottles,only to share coffee and a long conversation with this.. Person

No matter what happened, both good and bad, you still sit and wonder at that table, did I just do all of this today?

But you don't stop there, now your brain goes even further; have i really been on the road for 2 months? Did I just bike through all of these countries... Me?

Your past seem so distant, your old life now replaced by a new way of living.

Like a endless tunnel...

You then try to predict the future, but it's all pitch black for you. How can you have any possible idea what the next day.. No, even the next hour is going to bring you, when you don't even comprehend the past?

Yet you chose this life, why?

You chose to quit your job, to say goodbye, to leave the safety and the routines in trade of the unknown and uncertainty, how does that even make sense?

Remember when you were a kid? How those years seemed like a eternity? When you didn't know how the world worked and had to explore and figure things out? The same could be applied to travelling.

Travelling makes time go slow, almost like time travelling.

Time is relative, we have all heard that one from Albert Einstein, and maybe travelling is no exception.

When your brain is on alert, when it tries to understand your surroundings and how everything have to work out, time goes slow. I have only been 2 months on the road, yet it feels like 2 years. But maybe in my mind I have been away that long? Maybe I have seen things, experienced and learned more than I would have ever dreamed of in such a short period? Isn't that time travel? That you move and change faster than the surroundings?

Tell me, how often have you heard of the travellers that comes home after years of travelling, only to find everything the same as he left it? I have heard it 100 of times and without doubt there's a reason.

Travel to change - roam sweet roam...

You sometimes hear about the " travel to find your true self" . I don't believe in that sentence, I believe when you travel you change, but not towards your "true self".

You change to someone else, another identity and another kind of person. You feel the change and love that ever changing person you have become... you like your new confidence, your new perspectives and most importantly, you love your life. Your face and your name might be the same, but everything within you is not.

That's why you keep on roaming, you start to embrace the unknown and the uncertainty. You start to get comfortable in being uncomfortable, keep on pushing that comfort zone further and further. The road becomes your home and you keep gazing into that horizon wondering;

What's next?

-Holm