Hospitality And Tourism Travel Purpose
I’m not going to write about a travel destination as it used to in recent months. Do not even know if I’ll ever write in this blog to share. Today I feel tired, angry with me, stand by. Today I will take a trip to my mind; I’ll travel the roads I’ve done in the past year, to walk again, pick up the steps and abandon them. They say the roads are made by people with ability to walk and disappear when you leave. Does the true traveler is he who leaves no trace? Does it matter? If the trace that path and movement is impossible to erase from memory. How do I leave? After a year of adventure, I’m anchored in the atoll, with many places in the bag, many colors in his eyes, sea, wind, mountain, snow, sand, peace, nature. And most importantly, a move deep inside, where the trip is dematerialized and feeds the experience of living. Well, I’m back, finally.
My first serious trip came to my head at age 14. Two years before finishing school, I thought I did not want to live in my birthplace. Not because I did not like, oddly enough this year was to choose a technical career to specialize the average vocational school, because I chose Hospitality and Tourism with the aim of preparing the trip. Why? I blame the reading was, it was devouring a fan of adventure books of the municipal library and newspapers that arrived at the station. On Wednesday came a separate especially travel, and I cut out and was hitting the target in a book that took notes of things I liked the place. At the end of the school with the title “technical Bachelor in Hospitality and Tourism”, had more than 13 journals, and five journals. Travel diaries in almost all destinations were sea and the personal nearly every page when finished agreed that it would undertake a journey of no return. And that was my first trip would be: Make a long journey.