I'm a self-confessed travel addict. From the U.S., live in Thailand and travel as often as possible. My parents are the blame as every summer we took car trips, even though we did not have much money. Slept in the car, cooked on the roadside, and once in the while stayed at a motel. Now I'm a 65 year old kid and I have not stopped. My work taking care of the dying taught me a lesson! Don't put off what you might regret at the end. I live in Asia and have experienced things that kids dream about. I have slept on the side of a mountain with Monks chanting in the morning. I've had a live Python hung around my neck by a village shaman and slept on the edge of the Meekong River in Vietnam. i have explored Europe, smoked God knows what with a Medicine Man in the jungle of the Amazon. I could fill a book with memories. I prefer to keep my experiences in my mind, but then again I'm curious why people travel? Maybe exestential reasons?
About 5 years ago I was told that I had an irrregular heart beat and could have a stroke or heart attach at any moment. Tried a few things to get it back to normal, but no luck. Now I live with it and it has made me more adventureous. I've climbed mountains, crawled in a cave, slept on a cliff and experienced life with a sense of a kid at Christmas.

My question is what makes you travel? Is it more than just seeing the sites? Is it the people? Is it the sense that you are meant to travel or were you a nomad in a previous life? I'm curious and that is why I continue to travel, live my life to the max and do it in a budget concious way! As RWE said "Life is a journey not a destination"!