Travel Communities

This week in my column The Perennial Nomad: For Those Who Wander with Intent I discuss travel communities.

I made my second trip across the United States, Europe, and the Middle East to the Indian Subcontinent in the middle of winter. My first journey had been more relaxed, and although I was on a lean budget I was better supplied with funding. It was the mid-1970s, and I flew from New York to Luxemburg on Icelandic Airlines; it cost one hundred dollars for a round trip ticket. As a result, the plane was filled with young people intending to hitchhike around Europe or take the Hippie Trail to India and Nepal. I made a lot of friends that year, and I filled a small notebook with their contact information. The second time around, I was more broke and more desperate. I had metaphysical reasons for returning to India, and I wanted to get there as soon as possible; as a result, I didn’t stop to work here and there as often as I had in the past. Fortunately, most of the people I had met on the road were happy to put me up as I passed through.

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