I have to confess to a bit of wanderlust myself. A great post and I love the Dylan Thomas poem. It could very well be the song of my heart. I’m certainly not leaving this world without a fight xx Rowena
This post is a bit more mystic, in that it covers a singular aspect of why people sail. This is not so much for power boats. I’ve heard it said (and it rings true for me) that folks who go on powerboats go with the intent of going somewhere or doing something in particular, whether it’s fishing or trawling or skiing. Sailors go with the intent of enjoying the going, not the getting somewhere. I believe that feeling is the edge of wanderlust, the simple desire to move.
The first time I can remember feeling wanderlust was as a five year old child, watching the television show ‘Adventures in Paradise.’ The waving palm trees, the schooner Tiki, and the adventures of Captain Troy were all I needed to light the spark.
The term ‘wanderlust’ has its origins from the German words wander (to hike) and Lust (desire). According to Wikipedia…
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