A decade of backpacking through countries like Laos, Armenia, and El Salvador has taught me that travel makes poor therapy, finding yourself abroad won’t solve the problems waiting for you back at home, and focusing on the journey rather than the destination isn’t as straightforward as it sounds.

I thought this article by a seasoned backpacker tells the other half of the story that is never really told by the influencer, digital nomad, and travel industry.

Backpacking it had its roots in things like the Grand Tour and hippie culture of the 60’s and 70’s – but now has morphed into therapy and a personal journey. And as he points out, it’s pretty poor means of therapy. That self-centered focus may not actually be healthy for you – and probably even less helpful for the communities you are traveling through.

He talks about how many are actually just running from reality – something I saw a lot of. You find people looking to grab life by the tail and take lots of pictures, others going through mid/quarter life crisis, others recovering from burnout, others on sabbaticals from work they hate, others trying to figure out what is next, and people who simply haven’t found a path in life.

Backpack for too long, and you’ll forget who you were prior to leaving home. Backpack too often, and you’ll start to feel like you’re in a constant state of passing through, even when you aren’t on the road.

I backpacked around Europe in my early 20’s on several trips. It was an economical and very fast way to see and experience a lot of things in a short time. I made bucket lists of exotic places and experience I wanted to go see – and did at least 75% of them. But now in my 50’s – I stopped making that list. It was after I took a package from my job and really pulled back on my running around that I realized how much time I was wasting chasing something I was never going to find ‘out there’. I learned this from hiking every weekend. You keep chasing more and more exciting places and longer adventures to fill the same hole that you’ll still feel when it’s done.

As a person of faith, I should have known this. But sometimes you have to re-learn the hard way. Travel absolutely enriches our lived experience and helps us realize that the world doesn’t have to work the same ways. Hiking was a great way to stay in shape.

But you’re not going find answers out there. You’re going to find them ‘in here’ – in your soul – wherever you are. Yes, there are circumstances that will make that harder and maybe environments you should leave. But some of the deepest happy days of my life were not spent traveling to an exotic location or some exciting show or trying an exotic dish – it was sitting in a quiet chapel praying to a God who loves me and who’s relationship with me was completely fulfilling. Without words. Without doing. Without moving. Simply sitting in endless peace and being loved.

Try it. Instead of a big trip – take a big sit. Go sit somewhere quietly and ask God to come into your heart and open your eyes. Give yourself to Him, and ask Him to give Himself to you.