If you ask me right now what I really dream of, I would tell you it is to travel. I want to go elsewhere, see different places, be with different people. I want to be able to take long walks in a different set of streets, be greeted by people who spoke a different language, shop using a different currency.
I want to be able to know I don’t belong there and marvel at that fact. To hear their stories and compare it with mine. To look at them live a life that’s probably contrary to how I do.
And if I would be able to do that, I have four important destinations:
A Southeast Asian nation that is now known for its prosperity. Many people say that the best thing about Singapore is the place’s cleanliness and discipline, as if being chaotic would disrupt the forces of nature that makes the country happy and wealthy. I would want to experience Singapore because of that promising silence. I would hardly care where I go, which tourist spots I could visit, or where to shop for good stuffs. More likely, I would stroll endlessly through the streets, marvel at the peace of the country and smile at the pleasant natives.
This is a nation known for its history. I’m not in anyway very historically-inclined but I must say it’s highly interesting to get near objects, materials, and places that signified most of the early civilizations. I like how visiting and touring around the country makes you half in Africa and half in Asia. I’m looking forward to seeing the Sinai and the Nile and of course the pyramids. And I do think it’s going to be a fun tour especially since I love how Arabs sound when they speak.
No, I don’t have a death wish. I’m simply curious as to how a war-stricken country would feel to a non-resident like me. I remember one of my aunts before who worked in Dubai and was forbidden to cross Iran on her way back to the Philippines. I remember being interested as to what would have happened if I went there. Because Iran had more to its existence than memories of the war. It has one of the best forms of art and entertainment. Since Iran is also one of the first civilizations, touring around the place would also be very interesting.
Who wouldn’t dream of being in Paris? Well, I maybe cliché and predictable in this one but yes. Take me to Paris today and then I’d let you kill me tomorrow. I would sit in a place where I can see the Eiffel Tower in its wholeness. I would bathe in the sunlight that passes through it and in the light that would come from it at night. I would stare at the Eiffel and tell myself over and over how good a decision it was to come to Paris. This is the only European city I would totally, totally love to tour. Of course I would visit and wonder at all them architectural heaven.
These destinations are still way too far from me, both literally and figuratively. But I know I can make things happen if I dream well enough. And if I work on this dream.
Who knows, maybe before I turn 30, I’d get all those miles intact, right?