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After all, it was just a hobby, a six-letter word not even significant enough to list on a resume.
I never would have considered ending the relationship because he didn’t like karaoke or Will Ferrell movies, was travel really all that different?
It was in the foreign language dictionaries that lined my bookshelves, the photos of Prague, the Himalayas and the Caribbean that lined my staircase and in the way that I occasionally caught myself thinking in German or dreaming in Spanish. My entire outlook had been shaped by years of experiences to which my homebody boyfriend couldn’t even begin to relate. This isn’t going to work out, I’d thought, only this time I wasn’t joking. When you live in a country where only 30 percent of its citizens own passports, sometimes it seems like this “Must Love Travel” requirement I’ve placed on the dating profile of my life has condemned me to an eternity of spending nights watching Anthony Bordain: No Reservations alone.
Later, after he’d made me lunch and we’d watched the sun set from his balcony, I wondered if I was overreacting.Year-ago-me would have expected to be getting married by 29, and having a baby by 30, because that's what seemed to be expected by family and society.And by society, I mean "Facebook." Year-ago-me was also in a relationship with someone who wanted all of those things, but wasn't fond of the three week trip around the world that year-and-a-half-ago-me had planned before we got together.It was only our second date and back then, our differences still seemed funny.I’d just finished rattling off the long list of places I’d lived, finishing off with “And then I spent a year studying in Eastern Germany,” when he’d uttered: “I’d never want to go there.