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Viajar para encontrarse: ¿Tiene sentido?

Argentina, país generoso” es una frase que me encanta. Estamos viviendo una “burbuja” turística increíble en nuestro glorioso país: crece y crece la cantidad de gente de clase media que veranea por el mundo de la mano de un sueldo en dólares muy competitivo para #LATAM. ¡Muy copado (aunque sigamos siendo, en general, altamente bananeros como dije aquí)!

En relación a esto es que el otro día charlaba con mi compañero de laburo sobre la moda de los últimos años de “tratar de encontrarse” viajando por el mundo. ¿El laburo te aburre? ¿Tu vida no va para ningún lado? ¡Viajá que te encontrás! ¿Tiene sentido? Nos preguntábamos eso: hasta qué punto te sirve viajar como vía de escape a la rutina y en qué grado se “soluciona” algo de lo que verdaderamente te aqueja (el “vacío” espiritual, o el no ir a ningún lado… en el sentido amplio: profesional, amoroso, económico, social… whatever).

Después de la intensa discusión, logramos encontrar algo en la gloriosa web que ilustra un resumen de la charla excelentemente. La comparto en su idioma original (“La maldición del viajero” o “Curse of the traveler”);

"An old vagabond in his 60s told me about it over a beer in Central America, goes something like this: The more places you see, the more things you see that appeal to you, but no one place has them all. In fact, each place has a smaller and smaller percentage of the things you love, the more things you see. It drives you, even subconsciously, to keep looking, for a place not that's perfect (we all know there's no Shangri-La), but just for a place that's "just right for you." But the curse is that the odds of finding "just right" get smaller, not larger, the more you experience. So you keep looking even more, but it always gets worse the more you see. This is Part A of the Curse.

Part B is relationships. The more you travel, the more numerous and profoundly varied the relationships you will have. But the more people you meet, the more diffused your time is with any of them. Since all these people can't travel with you, it becomes more and more difficult to cultivate long term relationships the more you travel. Yet you keep traveling, and keep meeting amazing people, so it feels fulfilling, but eventually, you miss them all, and many have all but forgotten who you are. And then you make up for it by staying put somewhere long enough to develop roots and cultivate stronger relationships, but these people will never know what you know or see what you've seen, and you will always feel a tinge of loneliness, and you will want to tell your stories just a little bit more than they will want to hear them. The reason this is part of the Curse is that it gets worse the more you travel, yet travel seems to be a cure for a while.

None of this is to suggest that one should ever reduce travel. It's just a warning to young Travelers, to expect, as part of the price, a rich life tinged with a bit of sadness and loneliness, and angst that's like the same nostalgia everyone feels for special parts of their past, except multiplied by a thousand"

1 comentario:

Javi dijo...

Dar la vuelta al mundo para encontrar algo que tenes frente al espejo no parece tener mucho sentido.
En un mundo donde el placer INMEDIATO manda tiene sentido pensar que el que no esta viajando y de fiesta constantemente no esta viviendo. La pregunta es entonces si tiene sentido que eso sea lo que mande.