Follow your Fernweh. Ok, but what exactly is fernweh?
Fernweh is a German word that translates into “wanderlust.” My favorite definition of the word is, “a crave for travel; being homesick for a place you’ve never been.”
Confession time: I have a serious case of wanderlust. I know it’s cliché to blame my parents for how I turned out, but this one is definitely on them. Growing up, my family moved every year or two for Dad’s (non-military) job, and by the time I was graduating from high school, I was living in my tenth city. Fast forward a little bit, and by age 31 I had lived in seven MORE cities. Not to mention different addresses in several of these cities! I cringe when people ask me where I’m from, and even worse when I have to fill out a form asking for my addresses from the past five years.
Fortunately, my family also had a strong desire to travel. My passport has stamps from wonderful places like Italy, Sweden, Tahiti, and Dubai. Each new location brings unique experiences and perspectives, and leaves me hungry for more. The world is a really big place, and I have not yet found a reason to sit still in one place.
So I intend to follow my fernweh. Allow it to lead me to new places, meet interesting people, eat unique foods, hike unmapped trails, and take it all in. Travel, at its worst, can be a stressful disaster full of mishaps and mounting expenses. However, at its best, travel can provide education and fulfillment that is difficult to obtain. No matter what, I’m excited to be adventuring with my two cats, two dogs, and Laverne and Shirley (truck and RV).