I find traveling to be a dichotomy that is addicting. It’s exhilarating and exhausting. Relaxing yet stressful at times. A break from reality but financially burdening. 

But the opportunity to listen to the waves crash or watch yachts move in and out of a bay or surround yourself in the silence of snow falling is one the greatest aspects of life. These breaks from the day to day routine. To develop a new appreciation for somewhere new. And recognizes how different cultures and people live. 

I used to wonder why people would spend money to vacation in Chicago, especially those who came from Asia and Europe. I guess they may think the same if they are from a place they don’t feel is unique. Chicago has great food and the architecture is amazing, but you start to take all the amazingness out of a place when you walk by the same statue every day to get to work.

Islands, beaches and mountain towns are a thing of their own. The sheer beauty of the surroundings explains why anyone would come from all over the world to visit. It is hard for me to understand how people don’t believe in God or a higher power when there is such beauty and diversity in that beauty in our world. Why would such places exist? Why wouldn’t the world be ugly and boring? To me the differences in places around the world is a testament to the vastness and wonder of a God that knows all things. We humans are just fortunate enough to be a small part of enjoying the wonder.