With a post title like that, darn sure it should attract some attention. If not, well; when you fail, pick yourself up and try again. For failure is the mother of success, says some Chinese proverb… yeah. Right.
If you’ve picked up on reading this post, you’d either be curious (the cat) or agitated (the dog). Essentially we place you in these two categories (labels)… it just came out of the grey matter so don’t ask why.
Back to the matter at hand.
Some months back (last September to be precise), we reminisced about our journey to the caves of 九乡 (here) in Yunnan China. And we were engaged in a conversation with a wombat (heheh read more him here). Somewhere in that exchange, we concluded that travel seems to be a disease. An affliction that can apparently be chronic. Ooooh…
Now it used to be a disease for the wealthy, you know the likes of gout, hypertension… and appears also to be something that infects older folks as they retire. You know, have some money, go travel to see the world. In recent years though… it has spread. An epidemic if you will. And it has reached the far corners of the world. Ok so we exaggerated. So what? We sincerely believe many out there will agree. If not post a comment and we can debate ok?
Our story is one of catching this bug when we came out of college (if you’ve read our about section). And for over a quarter of a century we have spent so much money seeking treatment in an attempt to finally rid ourselves of the virus that has turned us into ‘travombies’. Everyday when we have time we’d be searching the web for the next journey, the best deals… mostly in the night though because we seem to be perfectly normal folks in the day when at the office…
Maybe if we finally touch Antarctica we would be cured once and for all.
Are you one of them travel zombies (aka ‘travombies)? How can you be treated? Do you think you can ever be cured? Tell us!