Traveling is the ultimate escape. When wanderlust sets in, there are few things more exciting than the prospect of exploring a new place. Immersing yourself in the languages, culinary traditions, arts, sights, and sounds of another country or continent is the best way to get away from it all. At times, however, the planning stages before you embark on your next great adventure can be overwhelming. Additionally, after the packing there is the actual travel-component of your trip to contend with which, depending on your level of expertise, can be a nightmare to navigate. Long lines and wait times coupled with unexpected flight and transit delays can often be frustrating. I have, on occasion, during a particularly long layover or after missing a critical connection, wondered if the whole damn affair is worth the hassle and headache. Over the years though, I’ve learned some valuable lessons that have upped my travel game considerably. These are lessons born of my own on-road experiences as well as ones pulled from the pages of my friends’ travel diaries—consummate voyagers who have journeyed across the global and who were kind enough to share with me some of their professional traveling tips.
I don’t often mention being on the southwest coast of Thailand on December 26, 2004. In the rare instance that I do, or it inadvertently comes up, it’s with far more acceptance than my previous self, with still raw sensibilities, could sufficiently feign. I hold no allusions that the events of that day will be graspable to others. There is no universal language for the individual experience; no way to translate things in a way that encapsulates all the subtle nuances and bold complexities of subjectivity. There are emotions and memories that have burrowed themselves away deep, beyond reach of our impulse to generalize. Yet, I am far more welcoming of people’s efforts to do so. Of their efforts to empathize through the lens of their own experienced sorrows. Of the underlying humanity that motivates their gesture. Of the sincerity and openness that fuels their inherent desire to connect. And of the humbling instances where I am met with mirrored vulnerability.