When I travel alone in new places I love to witness my awareness growing. My senses get all fully active and receive so much more information (leading to feelings and emotions) than they usually do.
This is the reason why I often say that travelling for me is a sort of meditation. It represents one of the few moments when I can experience full awareness.
Although I always try to improve my approach to travelling by adding further simplicity, calm and relaxation, I often find myself departing with a structured plan of places to visit and things to do. My written plan inevitably ends up progressively losing shape and my role during the trip shifts from being an attentive observer (a type of tourist) to a participant. As the trip goes on I find myself taking less and less pictures as I absorb more and more of what surrounds me.
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