I’ve had numerous friends or readers of this blog reach out to me and say, “Wow! What you’re doing is so amazing, I wish I could leave it all behind and do something like that!” And while I firmly believe that many in the Western World have the ability, resources, and opportunity to do so (despite their protestations that they don’t), what we don’t hear about so much is the other side of the nomadic lifestyle, the less glamorous side, like when you feel travel fatigue or are just tired of traveling.
Let’s face it, it is a little hard to consciously choose to cut back on the lifestyle choices we make in order to save money to travel and hit the road. Cutting back on eating out, going out and partying with friends, going to the movies, buying new things, maybe moving into a smaller apartment or house, all in order to save up money to be able to travel at some point in the future.
All of those things are nice, they are comfortable, they are enjoyable. And they are hard to give up or cut back on.
So let’s say you do it. You make the sacrifices, you save the money, and then start traveling. And it *IS* really awesome, for the most part.
Travel Fatigue: A Downside of Long Term Travel
But let’s also talk about the flip side of the coin and what happens when you get travel fatigue. Not everything is always awesome, all the time, even in the world of travel, I’m sorry to say.
Sometimes travel is boring, lonely, tiresome, or just grinds you down.
Sometimes you would kill for some semblance of comfort, a familiar face, a place to call your own. The constant movement and the constant newness, while amazing, can also become a bit of a double-edged sword.
Katie Boué over at The Morning Fresh talked about her time dirtbagging around North America in a van, and how the grass is always greener on the other side. How nice it is to sometimes have a couch, kitchen, and shower…
“For heaven’s sake, don’t complain to dirtbags about how horrible your air-conditioned, financially-secure life is. Adventure is always out there, so make it your own. And if you really want to ‘live the dream’ like me, quit your job already! Just remember what I warned you about when you’re broke, dirty, and longing for a couch.”
I can certainly relate to Katie’s sentiments at times when I’m sick of traveling.
Or like the time I was literally sick in California’s Owens Valley, unable to escape the 100+ degree heat while living out of my truck, just wishing there was a couch nearby and a Netflix account to zone out in front of.
Or driving hour upon hour on end and settling for some terrible gas station dinner because you’re feeling too lazy to break out the stove and cook on your tailgate.
Then there are the times where I have no idea where I’m going to sleep that night… Not knowing if you’re going to get hassled by security or some random person.
Tired of Traveling
I’m not complaining. I feel lucky. Traveling, having nothing that really ties me down (get rid of everything!), and being adventurous are all things I truly enjoy. I never really felt like I had to cut back my former lifestyle drastically in order to embark on this journey, though I always actively fought against lifestyle inflation.
But now that I’ve been a wandering vagabond, never spending more than a few months in any given place, for the better part of 17 months straight… From living in the mountains of Colorado, living in my truck in the desert, and most recently bouncing from hostel to hostel in Colombia. I can now strongly feel, just like the previous call to leave the 9-to-5 and hit the road, the call of the not-so-wild. Yeah, the call of the niceties of domesticity, of access to own bathroom, a real kitchen, and my own bedroom.
I’ve gone well over a year without having my own place to call home.
Sleeping in a hostel dorm with a group of 8-10 people, having the same conversations over and over again (Where are you from? How long you been here? Where you going next?) can get a little old, and so does packing up your backpack and schlepping over to the bus station and a new town every couple days.
My friend Ashley has been bouncing around in Central America for the past six months and recently put together a humorous write up of all the things she missed back home and which I could totally relate to as an itinerant traveler for so long. Soon thereafter, she actually cut her travel plans short and headed home.
A Thousand New Beginnings
The long time travel blogger, Nomadic Matt, lamented the beginning of the end and whether one could travel for too long… Especially as a solo traveler.
“How many times can you reinvent the wheel? How often can you start from scratch? It’s one thing to be traveling with friends, a girlfriend, or a spouse, but it’s another to be constantly surrounded by strangers every day of your life.”
Over the past month or so, I have kind of “settled down” in Medellin, Colombia. It is a nice, modern city, with plenty of comforts, and one that sees many Gringos fall for it. I’ve made friends here, I’m searching for an apartment here, I’ve become a regular at a number of local establishments, I’ve got a girlfriend here, and I even recently applied and interviewed for a part-time freelance job. These are some big changes for me, for someone who strove so hard to travel.
I’m not saying that I’m done traveling. Not at all. I’m just saying that I am now also feeling the lure of domesticity and the need for familiarity along with my adventure… At least temporarily.
Travel fatigue and the constant movement and newness has finally gotten to me. I was ready for a bit of stillness and routine in my life again. My compromise in this situation, rather than to return home, was to settle down in a foreign country as an expat. Immersing myself in a new place without the constant movement so I can learn Spanish and focus on building my business.
Justin over at the blog the Stone Mind recently addressed the siren call of a life on the road, and whether we are missing something by daydreaming about the “if only’s” in life…
“I suggest that what really makes the adventure, on the road or off, isn’t what happens to us, but how we experience what happens. A beautiful sunset over strange lands is good medicine, sure, but it’s no panacea. To put it another way, there’s probably nothing wrong with where you are, just with your perspective.”
It’s hard to have it all. Travel will give you a lot, but often while sacrificing other great things.
Travel may be right for you now or in the future, but it probably isn’t an endlessly sustainable lifestyle. I only suggest that you find out what is right for you in any given moment and strive for that. Cut out the fat–whatever is extraneous and unimportant–and make every day count toward the type of life you want to live. It doesn’t really matter if you are behind the wheel or behind a desk if you make it count.
What do you think? Do you struggle with the competing calls of domesticity and travel? How do you cope with the lure of travel while you’re working and living a domestic life? And how do you cope with the calls for familiarity and domesticity while you’re traveling long-term?
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