Having a nomad’s DNA can be tiring. It’s not like having X-Men DNA or anything cool like that. It’s exhausting. It’s like being a criminal and constantly planning your escape, only instead of a jewel heist, it’s a 9-5 office job and instead of wearing black turtlenecks, you wear an expressionless face because you’re daydreaming about travelling somewhere, anywhere. Here’s how you know if you’ve got a nomad’s DNA.
Every day you’re cruising travel sites and read travel blogs for inspiration.
There’ll be realizations that you haven’t gone travelling for two whole months.
So you start planning absurd scenarios in order to fund your travel addiction.
And the thought of another office meeting is just too much to bear.
You’ll book the cheapest seat on the cheapest airline going to some place you’ve never heard of and damn the consequences.
You can only afford it if you stay in hostels, even though you feel old as hell in them.
Wherever you are, you don’t see weird, you just see… different.
But you’re determined not to be just another tourist…
And you’ll get way too excited when you find a random hidden spot.
You’ll try everything once.
And you’ll learn to appreciate clean clothes as the luxury they are.
You’re always meeting interesting people.
Then you get home and your friends tell you it’s time to have a baby already.
There’ll be a flood of people asking you if travelling alone is scary.
Then you’ll spend the next few days figuring out how much it would cost to just travel forever.
