I came upon this paragraph in Aleph, Paul Coelho's 2010 book. It is a clear and precise description of what occured traveling 5 weeks alone and 5 weeks with a friend. The Portuguese writer expressed it perfectly.
After weeks on the road, listening to a language you don't understand, using a currency whose value you don't comprehend, walking down streets you've never walked down before, you discover that your old "I," along with everything you ever learned, is absolutely no use at all in the face of those new challenges, and you begin to realize that buried deep in your unconscious mind there is someone much more interesting and adventurous and more open to the world and to new experiences.
It is when I need rebuilding the most that I dig out my passport and renew...
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