No not Sunday blues or Monday blues. We’ve all felt slightly depressed when another week of the daily groundhog arrives. We spend those hours of dread dreaming of a life hitchhiking from Mediterranean sunset to wildebeest chasing on the Serengeti plains. ”How could travel ever be an adjective for the blues? The travel blues is a reality of long-term travel, possibly even short-term if you arrive at your beach bungalow for your annual vacation and the cockroaches have moved in with you to escape the impending monsoon. Travel is not always the glamour that your Facebook or Instagram feed depicts. Sometimes, instead of running barefoot along the soft powdery sand of another stunning Australian beach, you find yourself staring wistfully into the horizon wishing that you were back in a house living a normal life. What is wrong with me? You’ll berate yourself over and over again. I’m living this amazing life of adventure, fun and freedom, yet I feel a little dead inside. I just can’t seem to understand what it’s all for anymore.
You’re supposed to be living the dream and you know by the “jealous” comments replying to another of your Facebook updates, that most people want to be you. You struggle to hide the fact that you want to swap places for a while. Long-term travel becomes a lifestyle. The norm is to get tired of the norm. It’s bizarre to think snorkeling with manta rays, nightly sunset barbies, and cafe bumming can all become a little ho hum. When you’d rather sit in the car and write a list of what my life will look like when I have a house, you know the sacrifices of a life of travel are too much to bear. If you’re not finding value in your adventures, then its time to consider a change. Like I am now. An end to the adventure. A couch of my own I can curl up on for a afternoon of channel surfing before going to the corner cafe where everyone knows my name. It’s been that bad, I’ve even contemplated going back to a job! I don’t need to go back to a job, but I”m craving it because it’s easy and certain.
- Foster their imagination and creativity
- Spend time with friends. Limit your exposure to friends who are negative
- At dinner, offer low-fat milk or water. Reserve soft drinks for special occasions
- Do I fit the qualifications for weight-loss medicines
- Continue the trial of new foods
- Help you learn how to give yourself insulin injections if you need them or use an insulin pump
Like a marathon runner who has hit the last couple of kms, I’m struggling to finish our Australian road trip. I don’t feel there is any point to making the sacrifices if my heart is not in it. I want to speak the truth, keep it real, so you can be prepared when the blues hit you. If this post was via pen and paper, the wastebasket would be overflowing and the paper scratched up with nasty red ink. Writing the first and second draft felt good because I was having a good old sooky la la whinge. Nothing feels better than that right? A whinge is necessary to clear a path for acceptance and honest reflection. But, there is the danger of continuing the whinge and doing nothing else. Letting your mind focus on hosting a self-pity party won’t help you see a clear exit out of the mire. A whinge is allowed if you intend to do something to change your situation into something better. Exhaustion makes everything muddy. Stop the travel. Find a place that will offer you a chance to recover, regain your strength and find the clarity you seek.
Even if it is just for a couple of days. No more exploring. No more socializing. Just swing in a hammock and let the wind blow away all the anxiety, stress and unhappiness. Once you’ve found your happy peace, you can uncover the issues and discover what your heart wants you to do. After 16 months of this fast-paced travel life with kids, my body was slipping into exhaustion. It was made worse by our two-week, intense side trip to the White House. I hadn’t quite gotten over my arrival jet lag before getting whammied with the return one. The day after we flew in, we made the silly decision to cycle around Rottnest Island in gale force winds and then slipped right into silly season and completely amped up our socializing. No wonder I felt so bad. On January 4th, I slammed on the brakes to take it easy down in Margaret River and figure out what else was causing these blues.
It’s time to assess what’s causing the travel blues so you know whether you need to change direction, or stop for good. How are you feeling? What’s at the root cause of the blues? You cannot change what you aren’t aware of. Once I identified why I was suddenly getting irritated by travel, I could work on finding solutions. I’m tired of trying to balance all aspects of my life: health, family, business, travel, and other interests I wanted to express. We travel full-time. We’re with our two beautiful, but highly energetic daughters full-time, we home-school Kalyra full-time, and our business is full-time. That is a lot of full-time to manage. If this is how the future looks for your travel, I highly recommend you seek another path. It’s not the ultimate. Long-term travel is. Digital nomad lifestyle is. Traveling with your children is. Road tripping around Australia is. But combining them all is NOT.
Living out of a camper trailer is starting to wear thin. I’m craving my own home with space and a place for all my things – a little bit of security and stability for all of us. It’s very difficult for us to get into a routine, which is having an impact upon my health, and I think a routine would make parenting a little easier. Australia is so big to explore and so bloody expensive; it’s starting to annoy me just how much it costs and I’m realizing how much further our money could go if we were elsewhere. It’s becoming more of a priority to be smarter with our money to provide a more secure future. I’m going a little cuckoo living with the kids and Craig 24/7. Long-term travel with a partner or children can be draining and you have to be careful the whole 24/7 thing doesn’t tear you apart. All the facets of our life: marriage, family, business, hobbies are all rolled into one.