Why I travel even though I’m terrified…
I’m one of those people that always has a plan. I don’t mean for dinner or for life, but a disaster plan. Every single time I’m in a crowd, which is every time I leave the house, I wonder what I’ll do if shit pops off. I grew up with 9/11. The idea that people are so zealously against everything I love scares me to death. It has immobilized me at times. I told my love I was going to pass on a job in Spain because I was scared of terrorism. And he said “that’s exactly what they want.” And that is exactly what they want, to induce terror. To prevent the spread of ideas and advancements in society.
Last week, when I was leaving Bangkok, two cars slammed on the breaks on the interstate in front of us. It was the Queens birthday, a perfect time for a political statement. I immediately went into survival mode, looking where we could jump down safely, which place looked semi-safe for us to hide. As I’m about to tell my friend to fucking run and not wait for me (she’s much much faster of a runner), the cabbie notices it was just a flat tire. I told my friend my worries and she was legitimately concerned that I thought like that. That my first thought is something bad might happen. I was trying to explain that it’s not that I was thinking of an issue, I was thinking of a solution. She didn’t understand.
Last night, when we arrived back in Bangkok, a bomb went off killing 15+ people. Allegedly, this was aimed at tourists. Now, my friend is worried about our flight, and if we should fly, etc etc etc. “That’s exactly what they want” Because of the terrorist attack, I have to be the one to calm her down. Don’t think of this issue, think of the solution. Be aware of everything, speak up if something doesn’t feel right. The only person responsible for your safety is you.
I’m still traveling. I will always travel. Too many people fought for liberties we think are rights. In my heart, I owe it to the veterans in my family, in other countries, to the victims of terrorism. Because of them, we are able to see and explore and make the work a smaller and less scary place. So I travel even though I’m terrified because I don’t want terrorism to win.
* I’m aware that one mans terrorist is another mans freedom fighter. That is not the topic of this post. If you’d like to discuss the ideas behind that statement please feel free to contact me! I love an interesting conversation 🙂