We are discussing motivation in class this week. The big question asked, and attempting to answer is–Why do we/I travel? What impetus spurs me to leave the familiar, my home, and wander out into something different? Why have I always wanted to explore and discover? Get lost, escape from humanity and the built places of society? Why do others? Why do I or others strive to find that place for quiet contemplation or exhilarating thrills? Why?
There are a host of tourism and psychological concepts that deal with trying to answer these questions. But to really understand, I need to dig deep within myself. I need as a researcher, or operations manager, or those working alongside our industry, to ask the right questions. We need to get to the heart of something that might not be fully articulated. Fully realized or explained. Most times we will get straight-laced answers, but other times, not. There is the mystique about travel. There is still some form of mystery in the process.
Life is about experiences. A bundle of moments in time that define our lives. They have various forms of risk, levels of excitement. Some are more poignant than others. They leave more than a mark; they change us. They let us see the world in all its various colorful shades. The good and the nasty. The subliminal, cerebral, the intellectual, and the balanced, the physical, concrete. It helps us reach that inner psyche when other tasks might not uncover such breadth or depth.
Tourism and its processes suffuse the different layers of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. Pearce’s travel ladder goes beyond that original work and takes it to the next level.
And yet, we are still left with a host of questions to answer.
Maybe life is about questions and subsequently learning. Rings true for that old cliché. Tourism opens the doors, even if it is just a jaunt across town to familiar places with family and friends.
That interaction is an opportunity to uncover those layers through moments of interaction. We travel to find new relationships, to strengthen existing ones. Not just with other persons, but the land in which we inhabit. To create or renew that relationship with a place.
It is complicated, and I don’t think I will ever have a true answer. But that is okay. At least, I’m asking the questions.