Do you like the feeling of being in an alien country, bumping into strangers and pretending to like their culture even if it is in complete contrast to your ethos? For those of you who didn’t understand I was talking about travelling.
I can suddenly sense lots of my readers just go, “Ooh I love travelling. Travelling is my passion and ….”
And by now you might have a slight feeling that I hate travelling, so let me clear that up for you. I hate travelling. There’s just one thing I hate more than travelling and that is listening to others relate to stories of their travels. I don’t mind looking at pictures and all but
some most people have no knack of telling a story especially one that involves normal people.
A few days back a friend of mine came back from Maldives. Such was her enthusiasm about her trip she immediately called on the the whole group to assemble at the local coffee shop so she could see the envy on our faces when she narrates the tales of her (mis)adventures. I wouldn’t have bothered to go had I known this is what she intended to do but..
Everyone: So what up?
Her: I just came back from Maldives. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaah! Just wanted to tell you how it was.
*Someone has a heart attack in the background*
Her: I must tell you all, it is the best place I’ve ever been to. It was astounding, amazing, awesome and all that you could ever imagine a place to be.
Sami: Use of free alliteration is a crime I tell you. A crime!!
Her: And soliloquy is reserved for characters like you.
Me: That is such a communist view. Think you boarded the wrong plane.
Others: Aww, shucks Sami. Let the girl have her moment. <Turning to her> So what did you see in Maldives?
Her: It was beautiful. There were people and buildings and beaches and fancy restaurants……
Now what among those things can’t I see in my own back yard? It surprises me that people are willing to risk getting broke, jet lagged, sea sick and not to mention food poisoned to see buildings. Buildings for God’s sake.
Then there’s the attraction of historic places and monuments. I am immune to them too. An excerpt from a recent conversation.
Friend: What do you think of China?
Sami: It’s alright. Good economy and stuff.
Friend. No, not like that. I was thinking, maybe we could go there after our graduation for holidays. Perhaps we could see the Great Wall.
Sami: The Great Wall? I’d rather not.
Friend: But why?
Sami: Waste of time. It is after all just a huge wall.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I am that conceited, it is just that I don’t like going to far off places to see stuff. Especially if a tour guide has to hold my hand and show me around.
Also because I have the internet to show me anything I want.
So what do you think about travelling? Do you like it as much as the next person or are just another hater like yours truly?