Quotes About Wanderlust

Travelling makes me feel free. I love Cape Town, and different parts of Europe. I love New York; I could live there in a heartbeat. I love London. Mostly, I like travelling to untouched kind of places. I love the mountains.

I try to get away. It's very unusual for me to be in one spot for so many months, which is one of the things I've had to get used to for a television show. I enjoy going on adventures and seeing the planet.

The two impulses in travel are to get away from home, and the other is to pursue something - a landscape, people, an exotic place. Certainly finding a place that you like or discovering something unusual is a very sustaining thing in travel.

Ive been to a lot of unusual places including Peru, Nepal, Laos, Cambodia and up the Mekong.

Drag me to the moon, to catch a star and seize its brilliance as I'm swept up in amorphous dust.

I had a gypsy upbringing, so I moved around all over the place and can't remember a street I grew up on.

I'd rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.

I've never been one to stay still. I was born a nomad, and I still am a nomad and always will be.

I love being on the road. I sit at home too long, and I start to go a bit stir crazy.

I am a rolling stone, never in one place for very long.

When I go to a country, I go to flea markets, antique stores. I am always looking for something.

I became obsessed with the storytelling of photography and going on little adventures.

I miss my family, and I like being a tourist when I go back.

far from being a reason not to travel and seek adventure, children are perhaps the best reason of all to do both.

Vagabonding: An Uncommon Guide to the Art of Long-Term World Travel by Rolf Potts (TW: @rolfpotts, rolfpotts.com). I

Vagabonding involves taking an extended time-out from your normal life—6 weeks, 4 months, 2 years—to travel the world on your own terms. But

Where then did I get my longing to see the world, my fetish for printed paper, my love of books, and above all that burning desire to leave Florence, to travel, to go to the ends of earth? Where did I get this yearning for always being somewhere else? Certainly not from my parents, with their deep roots in the city where they were born and grew up, which they had left only once, for their honeymoon in Prato -- ten miles away.

I've always had a deep connection with the ocean, and could never see myself landlocked.

Croatia has been glorious - it's so beautiful, and I want to go back as often as I can.

I have never been to Australia, because the flight terrifies me, but I think I would like to go there one day.

When I leave town now I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. it is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life.

And that's why i have to go back to so many places there to find myself and constantly examine myself with no witness but the moon and then whistle with joy, ambling over rocks and clods of earth, with no task but to live, with no family but the road.

Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.

I love your feet because they have wandered over the earth and through the wind and water until they brought you to me.