Culture is a funny thing. It’s amazing how two people, almost exactly the same age, from similar situations financially, religiously, and family dynamic, can be so vastly different, based on where they grew up.
Lets look at a prime example: myself, born and raised in Seattle Washington, U.S.A. and Todd who we met in our D.C. hostel, born and raised in Melbourne Australia. At 20, and 21 years old, both in college, we shouldn’t be that different, right? WRONG. With only one more year of life under his belt than myself, Todd’s experiences couldn’t be any more opposite than my own. After chatting for two hours I learned a lot about a completely different way of life. Between a laid back life of travel, education, and support, Todd has such an open minded and trusting view of the world we live in. On a whim he came to the U.S. with two other friends to go where they want, see what they want, experience what they want, with no limitations… staying in the cheapest places they can find, to do everything they can. I look at how I plan trips… usually careful background checks of the area I’m staying in, planning each meal and day trip down to the penny, travel itineraries… etc. I raised to plan carefully and stick to my schedule. Todd on the other hand was raised in a culture where living to live is much more valued. This was only one of the many things we talked about last night.
That is one of the beautiful things about this trip, and this city. Not only do we get to experience a new American culture, but we get to interact with people from all around the world. Everything about this trip – the people I’ve met, the places I’ve seen, the experiences I’ve heard about about, have made me so excited to just get out into the world and begin adventuring more. I’m excited to really see what the world has to offer.