A strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.
I like this word! It describes quite accurately my strange desire to travel and to visit far away places, and also that certain sadness that comes with the realization that, most probably, I won’t be able to do all that. I mean, despite what they say, the world is a pretty large place.
I am sure that even if I got to travel as much as I’d like to, I’d still feel unsatisfied, because it is simply not possible to go everywhere and see everything.
And that sucks.