I feel like I, as a young traveler, am always turning to other young travelers for lessons and tips on the best ways to see and experience the world. Where should I stay in Bangkok? What’s the best way to get around New Zealand? How much money should I really budget for a summer in Europe? What should I do, see, try in this or that locale?
It’s the whole reason we travel bloggers carry on with blogging for so long — we hope to help others out by sharing what we’ve learned about traveling.
But I think we sometimes forget to consider the lessons we can learn from others, too.
In the past few years, I’ve gone on a few family vacations that have included my grandmother. My 86-year-old grandmother. And, in watching her on a recent trip to Chicago for a family wedding, I realized that we young travelers could learn a thing or two from her about embracing travel and all it has to offer (and no, I’m not just talking about pocketing all the sample-sized shampoo bottles from your hotel room).
Here are 5 things my grandma reminded me about travel:
Ask for and accept help. My grandma can’t walk as far or as long as she used to be able to. When we go to an airport with her these days, she always asks for a wheelchair and someone to get her from Point A to Point B. And you know what? There’s nothing wrong with that. As you travel, things are bound to challenge you or perhaps just be outside the realm of what you can cope with on your own. Never equate asking for help with defeat. Sometimes, we could all use a hand or some friendly encouragement (and yes, guys, this goes for you and directions, too!).
Sometimes it can be about comfort, not money. I read a lot of blogs that equate true, “authentic” travel with cheap travel. Sure, there are lots of ways to save money when you travel — staying in hostels, traveling in less-expensive parts of the world, walking instead of taking a cab… But if that’s not your travel style, you shouldn’t force it. If you know you can’t sleep well in hostel dorm rooms or that you’re going to be miserable for days after taking a 16-hour bus instead of a train that costs a little extra, then go ahead and splurge once in a while. Sometimes, your comfort and peace of mind are worth it. In Chicago, we ended up taking a lot of cabs so that we could travel as a family with my grandma. Sure, it would have been cheaper to just take a train or walk a few blocks, but it wasn’t worth sacrificing her comfort to save a few dollars.
Explore what you are able to. As I’ve said, my grandma can’t walk for long distances. But that doesn’t mean she stays locked up in her hotel room when we travel. In Chicago, when my parents, sister and I went out for an afternoon walk for a couple of hours, my grandma took a walk 1 block up the street in each direction from our hotel, stopping in a few stores to rest. There are plenty of constraints placed on us when we travel — even those of us in the best physical shape. Maybe it’s time or money that hinders us. Maybe we get sick. Maybe the weather doesn’t cooperate. Whatever the obstacle is, you should never let it keep you from exploring what you’re able to, even if it means just traveling in your own hometown.
Slow down. We young travelers often try to do and see too much too fast. We zip through cities — or whole countries — and barely even pause long enough to take in what we’ve just experienced. Some travelers, of course, take the “slow” approach — but not enough. When we were out walking with my grandma in Chicago, she kept reminding us that we needed to walk slower. In doing so, I think we all noticed perhaps one or two things about our surroundings that we would have missed had we been going at our normal clip.
Talk to strangers. On the afternoons when my grandma stayed in relatively one spot while my family went out to explore the city, we always came back to hear stories about the people she’d met. There was the doctor and his wife from India whom she’d met while getting tea in the hotel lobby. The woman who had decided to come to Chicago last-minute with her sister, and who hadn’t even bothered to bring a suitcase. And the various hotel staff at two hotels who’d given her free goodies because she was so friendly. If you’re like me, you probably grew up listening to the “don’t talk to strangers” mantra. But perhaps we should rethink that golden rule. My grandma is proof that talking to locals and fellow travelers alike when you travel can only enhance the experience.
Perhaps I won’t be following my grandma’s lead to stuff everything in a hotel room that’s not bolted down into my suitcase (because “you’re paying for it!”), but there are some things to learn from her, and from other travelers like her.
What sorts of things have YOU learned from observing others when you travel?