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./april 2023


April was an eventful month. The most impactful data I can give about this topic is that, among the four weekends of April, silvia and I traveled on three: to Bilbao, to Santiago, and to Granada. Three out of four is 75%, vulgarly known as "more than half" -- which means I finally became one of my biggest nightmares: someone who travels.

This traveling thing left me (1) exhausted and (2) thinking about what it means to travel. So, what does it mean to travel? Is traveling important? Is it necessary to build character? Is it all that they say? Well, for 23 years of my life I practically never left Rio de Janeiro, so one thing is certain: it's possible to live without traveling. But so many people say that traveling is important to know other cultures, to form memories, to get out of the monotony... is living without traveling a life worth living?

After so much traveling, my answer is: traveling is a hobby, that's all. Just like gardening and playing board games, except more expensive than the latter -- something I thought was frankly impossible. The truth is that after visiting very famous (and beautiful!) places like the Sagrada Familia, the Alhambra, the Seville Cathedral etc, I feel... fundamentally unchanged. It's cool to go there and see the beautiful place and all, without a doubt, but it's not something that changed the way I see the world, you know?

In short: I could live the rest of my life without traveling, and I don't think my life would be fundamentally worse -- traveling is a hobby and nothing more. For comparison, this is something I can't say about reading books: if I couldn't read books anymore, I feel 100% that my life would be worse in some fundamental way.


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