I’ve been lucky to live in the same place for my whole life. No matter where I actually live I’ll always be able to call Buffalo my home. This is not the case for Pico Iyer, the author of The Global Soul: Jet Lag, Shopping Malls, and the Search for Home. He is the son of East Indian parents who raised him in England. He feels he is a member of neither culture. After growing up in England, living in California for some years, then moving to rural Japan he is at a loss when someone asks him where he is from.
This brings to mind a famous quote about traveling by a Roman Philosopher “Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.” The same can be said of home and I found this to be quite true when I traveled through Bern, Rome, Innsbruck, Munich, and Amsterdam in just one and a half weeks. I’ll never make that mistake again. It was a great experience but it felt so rushed.
My experiences abroad have made me want to travel more and I plan to do so in the future but I will try not to make the same mistakes Pico has (not that those mistakes were necessarily his fault). What I want to do is to go to German for a full year on my own, learn the language and culture and I guess try to make a home away from home. I can’t pinpoint exactly why I want to go so bad, maybe it has something to do with the feeling of being in a completely foreign place.
When I was in France I was with a large group of people so I didn’t have to adapt to the culture nearly as much as I would have if I was alone. The thought of being alone scared me a little bit and I questioned if I could actually make it. Would I be able to learn the language, make new friends, and understand the culture, could I eventually become a part of it? Leaving France, these questions were left unanswered and for some reason I can't let it lie, I know I have to see if I have what it takes because if I am able to do all those things I know I will be a better person as a result.
Pico faced these same difficulties but it seems like he didn’t fully commit to any one culture or that culture just wouldn’t let him. I wonder if I be able to succeed where Pico failed, but it almost seems not fair to compare the two of us. If I do end up failing utterly I can always return to my home in Buffalo and at least I won’t have to live with the regret of not having tried. Pico just concedes defeat and wearily goes on to try again, I wish him the best of luck on his journey and hope I can make my own.