Travel really is a great way to learn about a person. I mean, there's nothing like being trapped in a car or on a plane or sharing a bedroom with someone to help you realize everything you can and cannot stand about them.
I met my friend Janelle in Florence. Well, that's not quite right. We knew each other before Florence – we had a couple of classes together at SJSU. But we really got to know each other when we were roommates last summer in a foreign country. Every day, we were basically together from sunup to sundown – and it turned out that we got along really well. Similar interests, drifted through life at roughly the same pace, had roughly the same sleep patterns and noise tolerance levels. A lot of those things may seem somewhat silly – who cares if someone gets hungry the same time you do or likes to draw when the teacher is talking? But add all these little things and you get two people who get along very well, and it makes the trip so much better.
On the flip side, I have another friend that I went on a weekend trip with, and it didn't work out well at all. I mean, he's a lovely guy, and I enjoy his company...but only in small doses, it turns out. By the end of the drive back to our hometown, I didn't want to even hear his voice. I can't quite put my finger on why we were so incompatible – again, similar interests, want to do many of the same things... I think it might boil down to the fact that he's incredibly garrulous, and throughout the day I need periods of quiet so my brain can process or whatever. With this particular friend, those quiet times never materialize, and I get utterly worn out. Nothing against him. He's a wonderful person, with a great heart and hilarious sense of humor. But I just can't be around him for days at a time.
So, as I love traveling, I really have to find the people I enjoy traveling with, and cling to them for all they're worth because it's so awesome when you travel with people you like and 'click' with.
**Quote taken from my day planner, as often happens.