What it Means to Me

I was chatting with a colleague the other day. She is as passionate about travel as I am. We were sharing some of our travel experiences that day. At the end of our chat, she suggested that I should start a travel blog. About 5 years ago, I thought about starting such a blog…but the thought died with the ticking of time. Her suggestion re-ignited the spark in me to share what travel means to me, what travel has taught me, how travel is the engagement of one’s senses.

Ollantaytambo, Peru

Ollantaytambo, Peru

…that is how this blog came to be…when I was younger, I dreamed about becoming a travel writer. So perhaps I can treat this blog as a tool to see that dream come true…my friends, this blog, Fernweh, is about the very thing that makes me feel so alive: TRAVEL, the wonderful art of seeing and understanding the world. As pointed out beautifully by Hans Christian Andersen, to travel is to live. Salute to that!

PS Fernweh is a German word that means an ache to get away and travel to a distant place, a feeling even stronger than wanderlust. Beautiful word, yes? 🙂



2 thoughts on “What it Means to Me

  1. Great start! I know you are gifted from the 1st time I read your piece. Keep them coming! You never know how you could touch people about appreciating the moments, which I do everytime I listen and read about yours! 😉


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