Wanderlust: Becoming a Traveler

Wanderlust; A strong desire for or impulse to wander or travel
and explore the world (Oxford Dictionaries Online).

Doesn’t that definition of wanderlust just makes you smile? It makes me smile! Maybe because wanderlust explains my condition… It’s the syndrome and traveling is the symptom. Not to bring forth any negative connotation on sickness, of course. Traveling is what puts a smile on my face. It’s something that I’ve chosen to incorporate in my life and made part of my lifestyle. Because for me, it’s a source of pure happiness. It’s that simple…
By traveling and exploring the world and its cultures, I’ve learned about foreign ways of living – acquired understanding for them. These understandings are something I use in my everyday life. I’ve taken bits and pieces of foreign cultures and their ways of living and adapted them to my own life. In doing so, I’m gradually finding the way of living that makes me happy and rounds me as a person.

Just to properly introduce myself: My name is Pernnille, a 20-something young woman from Denmark who has this longing to travel the world, which I think the concept of wanderlust covers perfectly. This blog is very much a product of wanderlust, and it tells my journey of my childhood dream of becoming a traveler. This blog includes personal takes from my everyday life in the shape of reflections on my life and way of living, I wish to tell my story of becoming a traveler. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy the wonderful journey with me.

Ever since I was a child, I’ve had this urge – or longing, really – from deep within to explore the world. Discover and explore foreign cultures and their people, learning about their lifestyles and acquire an understanding for them. I can’t explain where this longing for traveling comes from because we’ve never really traveled in my family, and I didn’t know anyone in my upbringing that traveled either. Maybe traveling has become my passion as a result of not perceiving Denmark as my home? And, therefore, having this longing for a home. Or an ache, really. The Germans have a word for this phenomenon. They call it fernweh. What fernweh means is, basically, that you’re homesick for a place you’ve never been. Hence, I like to travel and settle in foreign countries – with their various and different cultures – for a period of time in order to get to know these and figure out if that culture could potentially become my home. As such, I find myself falling more and more in love with this, in many ways, imperfect, yet perfect, world through my travels with beautiful sceneries and landscapes, cultures and people simultaneously with finding myself more and more. Or developing myself? Who knows… All I know is that my lust to wander somehow will lead me where I wish to go. And help me become who I wish to be.

xo P!

A little taste of Wanderlust: Becoming a traveler
- Becoming a Traveler: Following my dream
- Traveling: Like falling in love
- Wonderlost Wednesdays
- Daydreaming a Life: Always on the move
- An Open Letter: Dating a traveler
- Travel Tips