Aeroplanes and vast blue oceans
Spread themselves before my eyes,
Tantalising, like glistening jewels
Of power and knowledge and culture,
All the things I want to have.
They whisper in my ear and say
That I’m not good enough, here
In my home land where beauty does exist.
If you stay here, you’ll die unhappy,
You’ll show that you don’t care
About our wilting planet.
But I don’t think that’s right.
I know there’s plenty here
To keep my life fulfilled.
I have heard so many people saying that ‘you must travel’. And to an extent, I agree. It is great to learn about other cultures and see what else the world has to offer them.
But this idea that without going to far flung countries, you’re a bit thick, a bit uncultured, that you don’t really care. I find that line of thinking makes me feel a bit sick.
Most of the people who say this kind of thing are quite well off and can afford to have a gap year or a career break. Which is great for them, but not everyone has that luxury.
My own view is that God blessed us all with our own section of the world. I live in the UK and we have such a beautiful and varied landscape that it would be impossible to explore it all in a lifetime.
Why would I need to go to another country, with all of this beauty right on my doorstep?
I’ve done a bit of travelling myself, so I must repeat that I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I just think that we shouldn’t make people feel like they’re uncultured and uneducated because they have no plans to travel.
Besides, the current situation might put an end to a lot of travelling anyway. And then we have the environment to think about. Maybe, the lowly staycation is going to become much more popular again.
Now excuse me while I pack my bags for a stay at Butlins.