Traveling especially for Vacation - I never understood it. Never will most likely.
When I was younger my parents always traveled to foreign countries or to any German State in order to show me...well what exactly?
Some old medival castle? Some gardens, some parks, zoos and beaches.
Especially before I was 10 I always just wanted to go HOME. I was at this country and idk walking mountains and...well my parents loved hiking. I never understood why we drive hundreds of miles to Austria and italy to do the most basic motion you can do all day long: Walking.
Especially the lifts they were so EXPENSIVE. I understood early my parents basically work 6 hours for a single Tickets (at that time). Just so that after 15 minutes of lift we can walk down a shitty mountain.
I was always getting penetrated by mosquitos, horseflies and ants belive it or not, but these red ants get anywhere.
Another thing I never understood: Zoos!
Little kids usually have a favor for animals and love to go to the Zoo - me I was different.
I read a lot of animal and zoologist books before I was even 8. Especially for mammals I had no favor. I never "loved" any animal. Everytime our Elementary School teachers asked us for our favorite animal, all my classmates said "dog", "cat", "horse", "fox","tiger"...and me I just said "Human" or "Nothing".
I never understood why I had to have a "favorite" animal. For what? All animals appeared the same to me, I understood them very quickly: most of them just eat, sleep, shit. They have all their different hunting styles and defense tactics...to me - they were boring as fuck. Either they were a danger to me which I tried to not go into contact with them like hornets or mosquitos or they were just random things that surround me but have no greater influence on my life...like most birds.
Only insects facinated me and mites because I am allergic to dust and somehow attract a lot of ticks.
So when my parents dragged me to the Zoo I was like...ok nice Ive seen that already...I know how it looks like.
I don't need to see a frog in a terrarium 10 times my life. Another thing about Zoos that I actually disliked is why we keep so many animals in prisons just to...Look at them? As a tourist attraction?
I never understood that. And always wanted the money from the Tickets back. My mother always told me: "we cant get the money back we need to pay to see the animals" "Pay to see?" (I was confused why should I pay to SEE something? Its a basic human function why should I pay money for that? Whats next pay for breathing?)
Good god my parents understood at 13 that I never ever wanted to go to a Zoo again and waste my money there.
The fucking expensive hotels always just pissed me off.
For 2 weeks if I remember it was sometimes up to 8000€. If my mother wouldnt have made so much thats essentially the equivalent of my fathers monthly pay AFTER taxes times 5.
Idk how much a italy or sweden vacation for 2 weeks for a family would be now. Probably even more.
Tho my mother regrets the wasted money now. Years later when she sees her son be a miserable wageslave and her husband still working barely above minimum wage.
When I was younger my parents always traveled to foreign countries or to any German State in order to show me...well what exactly?
Some old medival castle? Some gardens, some parks, zoos and beaches.
Especially before I was 10 I always just wanted to go HOME. I was at this country and idk walking mountains and...well my parents loved hiking. I never understood why we drive hundreds of miles to Austria and italy to do the most basic motion you can do all day long: Walking.
Especially the lifts they were so EXPENSIVE. I understood early my parents basically work 6 hours for a single Tickets (at that time). Just so that after 15 minutes of lift we can walk down a shitty mountain.
I was always getting penetrated by mosquitos, horseflies and ants belive it or not, but these red ants get anywhere.
Another thing I never understood: Zoos!
Little kids usually have a favor for animals and love to go to the Zoo - me I was different.
I read a lot of animal and zoologist books before I was even 8. Especially for mammals I had no favor. I never "loved" any animal. Everytime our Elementary School teachers asked us for our favorite animal, all my classmates said "dog", "cat", "horse", "fox","tiger"...and me I just said "Human" or "Nothing".
I never understood why I had to have a "favorite" animal. For what? All animals appeared the same to me, I understood them very quickly: most of them just eat, sleep, shit. They have all their different hunting styles and defense tactics...to me - they were boring as fuck. Either they were a danger to me which I tried to not go into contact with them like hornets or mosquitos or they were just random things that surround me but have no greater influence on my life...like most birds.
Only insects facinated me and mites because I am allergic to dust and somehow attract a lot of ticks.
So when my parents dragged me to the Zoo I was like...ok nice Ive seen that already...I know how it looks like.
I don't need to see a frog in a terrarium 10 times my life. Another thing about Zoos that I actually disliked is why we keep so many animals in prisons just to...Look at them? As a tourist attraction?
I never understood that. And always wanted the money from the Tickets back. My mother always told me: "we cant get the money back we need to pay to see the animals" "Pay to see?" (I was confused why should I pay to SEE something? Its a basic human function why should I pay money for that? Whats next pay for breathing?)
Good god my parents understood at 13 that I never ever wanted to go to a Zoo again and waste my money there.
The fucking expensive hotels always just pissed me off.
For 2 weeks if I remember it was sometimes up to 8000€. If my mother wouldnt have made so much thats essentially the equivalent of my fathers monthly pay AFTER taxes times 5.
Idk how much a italy or sweden vacation for 2 weeks for a family would be now. Probably even more.
Tho my mother regrets the wasted money now. Years later when she sees her son be a miserable wageslave and her husband still working barely above minimum wage.
