Just. Go. Away.

I love to travel. I Love, luv, lurrrv it. I don’t particularly treasure the actual travelling part of travel, as I tend to puke everywhere and get super constipated. That part aside, I like to get away as much as possible.



Puke City, USA


I think that travelling is good for me and the creative part of my brain. Primarily, it’s the ONLY way I can truly clear my mind. If I take a week off of work and stay at home, I’ll probably get some stuff done, but I won’t feel too different upon my return. If I go somewhere far away (the farther, the better), the more I can become detached from my day-to-day existence.

Now, I don’t have a horrible life at all. Au contraire, I have an awesome life, full of good people and a cat and a fiancé and CAW and all that kind of stuff. But, as you all know, the day-to-day grind can get old. Work, billz, laundry, repeat. Travel helps clear it all away. Seriously, if I’m gone for over a week, I can’t remember why I let all those little things invade my brain. And once that crap has vacated the premises, I have more room to be creative. It feels so good.


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Brain-eating amoebas. I’m not making this shit up.


I also believe that travel can help you to see the big picture. Little things you took for granted are different, and it makes you rethink the whole scenario in the first place. For instance, did you know that in Europe (Copenhagen and Warsaw, in my experience), you can get hot dogs in baguettes??? They actually squirt the sauce (garlic mayo, wut?) into the hole. My world will never be the same.



How does this make you feel?


Or did you know that in Eastern Europe, NOBODY SMILES?! I’m joking. People smile, but I find it refreshing that the American ideal of “customer service” hasn’t saturated the globe. I don’t need to feel like I’m in a Starbucks every time I’m in a friggin’ store or restaurant.



“I live to serve you. Without you, my life would be a meaningless void.”

I just read a book on Vietnamese street food, cuz I’m going there on my honeymoon next month (AWW YEEAH). I guess they smile a lot there, so it’s not just us. Also, they have this cool shrimp paste stuff called Mam Tom that I’m excited to try… uh, wait,  I’m going down a food spiral! What I’m trying to say is that travelling is a great way to have new experiences that you never knew you were missing.

But that brings me to my next point. You don’t have to travel to have new experiences. Travelling can be really expensive. Some of my trips were funded by my mom, who was living in weird places for a while and wanted me to visit (free loading is optimal). Sometimes I took out extra school loans (oops). Sometimes I ran out of money and used my credit card for the rest of the trip (oops, again).


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My mom in New Zealand. My last name is Underwood. Do you get it? I’M A HOBBIT.

No regrets! However, if you don’t want to add to your massive student debt or you make no money because you are an artist, there is still hope. There are many countries occupying this one little city known as Columbus. By this I mean that there are a lot of amazing restaurants run by people from other countries. and I’m going to give you an exclusive tip on my all-time favorite restaurant. Huong. There, I said it. Now you know. Tell no one.

There are also a lot of weirdo things to do in Columbus. Ever heard of the Early Television Museum in Hilliard? It rules. I recommend going after a massive brunch at Starliner Diner. Go outside the outer belt and you can find all kinds of treasure. Unofficial Lego Museum in an old school? Yep. A tour of ventriloquist dummies by a math teacher? Check. A park called Big Bone Lick? Oh, yeah. You don’t have to go far to discover new things.



Dinosaur World, in Cave City, KY

So, how is travelling and gaining new experience helpful to creativity? Well, to make a long story short, I believe that it makes my thinking more flexible, leaves me more open-minded and willing to take risks, gives me all kinds of fodder for my imagination, and most importantly, it helps me to remember what matters. And that’s big, when making art a priority.

So, go forth, ye wandering nymphs, and populate thee globe with creativity and enlightenment.

No, seriously, just go away!

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