Thursday, March 24, 2011

traveling bug

I had another post planned, but I'm sleepy, at my parents' house, and wanting to go... somewhere that I won't be going because after I take this shower I'm going to fall asleep.

I just saw the Oprah episode when she went to Australia... I am wowed.

If there's one thing I know I have to do, starting now, it's travel. There are so many other places, so many people in the world. So many things, so many wonders.

As I was sitting there watching with my sister, she remarked on how the Prime Minister's voice was "funny." I told her that her voice wasn't funny, it's just that she (to us) sounds like she has an accent. I told her, think about it: in Australia, she sounds normal, and we (to them) sound funny, sound like Americans.

What a profound thought. Sounding "American" is not really a tangible concept to me. We have plenty of people here who speak other languages or have accents, but I bet they still sound American to others. That's part of the reason why I want to travel so badly. Though I've never had any experience living in other countries, I feel like when you live in America, it's so easy for you to feel like your little area of the world is all that there is. That we are all that happens, which isn't true at all.

Think about it: even living in Miami, I have told people that I'm from Orange County, and they have had no idea that Orlando was in Orange County, or that Florida even had an Orange County. (Like, seriously? I'd never been to Miami until a couple years before moving there, and I still was aware of Miami-Dade County, and not just because Miami was in the name.) If people can be lacking in knowledge of someplace that's less than four hours north, imagine what knowledge they may lack of places that are hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Think about it.

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