In recent conversation with a friend we spoke of adventure, traveling, meeting new people, and trying to get out of the rut we both seem to be in. We came to the conclusion that we need to plan a trip—a total spur-of-the-moment trip for hitting up countries we have never been to, being twenty, and harnessing the beauty of wanderlust.
In our ideal world money isn’t a limitation, safety isn’t a concern and we don’t need as much thinking as simply doing. Reality bit us in the butt though when her dad was totally not on board—his response: “what’s the point?”
He did not seem to understand the importance of travel—because he grew up in a time where you traveled when you were much older, he viewed it as something to be done after you had children and life was “stable”. He expounded upon the idea of stability, saying how we are not stable and we should be spending this time in ours lives working to become so. We need to have a stable job with a stable income in order to have a stable future. Stability… stability… stability…
In his defense, stability is not necessarily a bad thing—taking care of yourself is important and being solid is well, sensible. However, today your twenties should not be as much about stability as instability. If the rest of our lives are going to be devoted to stability and being forever sensible, then this is the time where we should be lifting our roots in order to replant them again and again and again. In my experiences of traveling, the truest sense of stability I found was in the consistency of instability I put myself through. No, traveling did not earn me a weekly income, nor did it find me a house with a husband to come home to, but what it did give me is still far greater than any “stability” I could have found sitting at home.
Traveling gave me passion for new things, perspectives in my circumstances and patience in situations far out of my control.
It gave me courage when dealing with my fears, commitment to doing something about my dreams and confidence in myself. It gave me openness to meeting new people who were nothing like me, an optimism in knowing that each day was a true gift and opportunities I could have never found living in my comfort zone. It gave me happiness in knowing I was doing something I loved, hope in world with so much hate and a home in counties I had never been to. It gave me a newfound fearlessness where fears I once had no longer controlled me, freedom in realizing that I am the one holding the key to a brighter future, and most importantly, faith, a faith I found that could move mountains far bigger than any I could have climbed.
In this, we see that the stability that we are “supposed to” find in our twenties comes not from a job or financial security, but from ourselves as we learn who we are and what we love and use life for LIVING.
Katlyn Klare is a junior in college who has been bit very badly by this thing we call “the travel bug”. She took part on an immersion trip to Uganda and spent her fall semester of junior year in London, England. She hopes to spend the rest of her life traveling the world and falling in love with city after city. Her more realistic plans involve graduating college with a BA in Integrated Marketing and Leadership Development.