Why do you travel?

For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilsation, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.
— (Robert Louis Stevenson)

As aptly stated in Robert Louis Stevenson’s (1879) Travels with a Donkey, the great joy in traveling is to move, simply because the curiosity of life is compelling us to go. Since the beginning of time people have been traveling in some form, from Homer’s Odyssey to Kerouac’s On the Road. Whether it is travel in terms of migration, journeying to a relic as a pilgrimage, the quest to discover the unknown for exploration or even as a cultural education, to expand the mind, travel has been constant throughout history.

But like art, travel is subjective, why drives your travel is different than what drives mine. So why do you go? Why is travel important? What compels you to move?