I have travelled a little, in my life. Mostly, I like to be in transit - in a vehicle or moving between point A and B with the world whooshing by.
As Chauncey Gardener said, "I like to watch."
I love other cultures and am fascinated by theories of comparative religion as a little minor interest. I love to consider the beliefs and practices of other cultures in this regard.
I do not like the logistics of travelling. I hate the routine disruption, being away from my safe haven, being away from everythign that is familiar and makes sense to me. I am not a very "dynamic" person in this regard.
I have learned that if travel is to be in any way successful and low anxiety and low-stress for me, it must be underpinned by as many of my usual routines as possible. In true ASD style, these anchor me and give me a sense of safety in foreign environments.
IT is not uncommon for me to visit somewhere new and spend the bulk of my time in the hotel room.
I HATE staying with people, except for staying at my mother's place in Sydney. I HATE staying somewhere and the expectation is that you will converse, socialise and adapt to their home lifestyle, with ease, flexibility and fresh joy. I do not stay with people anymore at ALL, for this reason. I loathe it.
PHOOEY. JUST NOT POSSIBLE.