Why Leaving Home Is the Fastest Way to Meet Yourself

 

(If You Thought You Were Just Going on a Trip)

There are times, big and small, when you're in a strange part of the world and your brain says, "Oh." That's who I am.

Not who your family thinks you are.
Not the people your childhood friends remember.
Not the you that was shaped by routine, convenience, and the dozen things you never thought about.

The real you.
The one that comes out when no one is around and nothing is familiar.

Let's talk about that version.
If you've ever felt like you were going in circles but not getting anywhere... Travel has a way of guiding you and providing direction.

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1. The First Time You Know You Can Do More

Everyone has a story about the first time they didn't completely fall apart while traveling. I began with a suitcase that was older than I was and a map that wouldn't go back to its original shape.

I remember getting off a bus somewhere outside of Florence. There were no phones or translation apps back then, just a scribbled address and hope. I only knew three Italian words: two for greetings and one for which I'm still not sure I pronounced correctly.

I should have been scared.
Instead, something more stable came along.
It was almost like a version of me that had been waiting in the wings.

I found the right road.
Then the door that is right.
Then there was a small room with a window that looked out over laundry lines and terracotta rooftops that made me feel like I was in a painting.

The strange thing is that nothing big happened that day. There was no dramatic rescue or heroic moment. But I went to bed feeling more confident. Someone once wrote a beautiful comment on one of my posts: "Some places don't teach you lessons." They only show you.
That's right.

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2. Trust Grown from Disorder

Now let's go to Egypt.
Cairo. Like a wall of heat. Horns playing their own jazz version. And there I was at immigration, holding a passport that was missing one small but apparently important thing: a yellow fever stamp.

The officer glanced at my papers and remarked, "You're in for a long day, my friend."

I bargained.
I was sweating.
I tried to be funny (not a good idea).
I said I could show proof that I hadn't been near a mosquito in weeks.

After a long, dramatic sigh, he finally stamped my passport and waved me through with a gesture that felt like a mix of mercy and tiredness.

I felt like I could do anything when I walked out of that airport. Silly, but unbeatable. Surprisingly, chaos builds confidence faster than comfort ever could.

Someone sent me a message last year after reading that story. "My first trip alone was a disaster." But when I got home, I felt like I had unlocked a superpower.
That's the thing. You don't have to have a disaster. Growth isn't.

You learn how to improvise when everything is new to you.
Talk it out.
Change.
Fix problems without going crazy.

And after making it through the red tape at a foreign airport, you know you can get through almost anything.

3. Exposure makes you more empathetic

Travel makes you more humble. It changes how you see other people. The world isn't just an idea anymore; it's a bunch of people, rhythms, habits, and histories that are all bumping into each other.

I remember being with a family in rural South Africa who made me stay for dinner, even though they were clearly rationing everything. They joked, "A traveler should never leave hungry bad luck for both of us." Their kindness meant something. Not the kind you see on Instagram. The kind of people.

An old shopkeeper in Jerusalem told me, "This city is loud because everyone has something to protect." For years, I carried that line. Still do.

In Chile, a bus driver stopped the bus to help a stranger fix a flat tire. He didn't have to, but he said, "You don't leave someone stranded in the mountains." No rules. It's just instinct.

That's how empathy sneaks up on you.
Through small interactions.
Through meals together, jokes together, and problems together.

After reading a similar story, one reader wrote to me, "I stopped believing people were 'other.' Travel made the line in my head disappear.
What a thing to say. What a feeling.

4. The person who comes back home isn't the same.

People think that traveling will change how you see the world. The twist is that it changes how you see yourself.

When you get home, your apartment suddenly seems smaller. Not physically smaller, but in terms of familiarity. Expected. You can find your way around a subway map in Japan or make a friend on a ferry in Greece in less than 30 minutes. So when someone at home calls you "shy," you want to laugh a little.

You aren't shy.
You are brave in some situations.

You take that kind of realization home with you.

Someone emailed me after a workshop and said, "I didn't bring back any souvenirs." I brought limits.
That line stuck with me because it shows what happens when you travel and let go. You see where you make yourself smaller. Where you are taller. Where you are good at negotiating. Where you give too much. Where you've been acting.

Movement makes you aware of yourself.
Stillness lets it settle down.

Friends might say, "You've changed" from time to time.
Most of the time, it's a complaint.
But really? It's a hidden compliment. It means you've changed from who they thought you'd be forever.

5. Helping Readers Find Their Own Edges

Here's the secret I wish someone had told me sooner: You don't need a passport to meet yourself.

Yes, travel is a quick way to get there. A loud alarm. A quick way to get around the usual excuses. But the main idea is getting out of your comfort zone can happen anywhere.

Go on a day trip by yourself.
Say yes to something you usually say no to.
Learn how to do something that scares you.
Talk to someone you don't usually talk to.
Choose a spot on the map that is twenty minutes from your house and go without a plan.

Your personal boundaries are not defined by your physical location.
Your personal boundaries value honesty.

That being said, if you're still not sure whether or not to book that trip you've been putting off, this is your push. Not because travel is a way to get away, but because it shows you who you are. A lively, unpredictable mirror that makes you feel small and boosts your confidence.

Someone once wrote about one of my stories, and I keep the line on my desk: "Travel is the classroom where the subject is you."
Great.

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But before you go, tell me this: When was the last time you were surprised by yourself?