This is exactly why everyone should travel. The thing that you find out is that the rest of the world isn't so different from wherever you're from. Perhaps the colors and shapes of the architecture and food is different, but people are pretty much people. There are some cultural differences that are helpful to learn too, but learning that the world is big and also that it isn't is extremely valuable.
My lessons from traveling (I still like doing it though): You cannot run away from yourself, taking pictures of things doesn't make you more interesting, people like to party, people are mostly good, you get to decide what matters
Maybe some people could learn the lesson without having to personally experience it. A lacture plan that involves flying people around the globe seems environmentally problematic.
Ironically, Europe is also effectively inaccessible without planes for tourists from elsewhere (either because of geography or sheer distance)
So I spent my early 20s programming and doing just that. Programming everything there was to program. Doing all the things I ever dreamed of as a 16 year old kid stuck in generative meta-circular recursion. Being a hacker, I guess you could say, and having all of these "polymorphic insights" that I was sure would add up to a life of meaning. The result was a profound lack of satisfaction, and a severe existential dread at perhaps never delivering anything of practical use.
I was lucky to settle up, quit work, and find a passion in traveling and touring which drives me toward working on bigger problems than myself, that might help humanity in some way. But I fear that the vast majority of people my age are still stuck in that mindset, having never to unplug and leave their systems. Hoping and praying that this next version of a program will finally give them that satisfaction beyond filling 3 minutes in posting an update on a chat conversation.
Hopping from place to place and seeing tourist sites can be fun and relaxing, but it's ultimately also pretty meaningless. This was drawn in sharp contrast for me because I was living in a famous tourist area (Kyoto), and I routinely saw the vast differences between the way tourists experience the area, and the way locals do. There's a very established tourist route, and it has almost no overlap (other than commercial) with the authentic life of the city. Tourists arrive, see the station, visit a few of the "mass-market" temples and shrines, then they leave. Even the folks who have "authentic experiences" are more-or-less following well-trodden pathways.
It's hard, because I now find it difficult to travel to places where I don't have a deeper purpose for being there. Simply seeing something pretty is no longer enough. But I also recognize that this is, almost by definition, impossible for everyone to do. I like travel too, but I'm quite conflicted now.
Most forms of mass-market tourism are essentially no different from Disney World, but with worse environmental impact. They're cancerous, and unless tightly regulated, will destroy the very places they promote. At least Disney World was built in a swamp!
As for environmental impact, I think there is certainly an unfortunate factor of social perception making people fly half way around the world to Bali and destroy the local ecology in the process because Bali is supposed to be this enviable getaway place. But there's such a thing as a place being overrated, and if you arrive with high expectations, there's surely going to be a disappointment (even if you don't want to admit it). At some point, a beach is a beach. Coronado beach - just a hop away for me - is just as relaxing to me as Frasier island in middle-of-nowhere Australia.
If you're looking for unusual travel experiences with minimal ecological footprint, something that I've found nice (at least for major hubs in north america) is the atlas obscura city guides. Many spots there aren't even on maps (let alone touristic ones), and can't possibly take your whole day, so they're a great excuse to really go off the beaten path.
Ironically, if everyone were an itinerant traveler, there would be no local cultures to visit. Everyone you meet would be another generic gap year traveler and every place would be a youth hostel. There would be no real locality to sample.
I think only a small percentage of pleasure travelers are really looking for the cultural enrichment romanticized in travel stories. Even then, this is shallow experience-seeking as compared to a field anthropologist who methodically studies and compares cultures. And, neither of these compare to the immigrant who transplants themself permanently into a new, adopted culture.
A peculiar kind of travel you see in immigrants, even multigenerationally, is heritage tourism. It's almost a reversal of escape and novelty-seeking. They seek some return to a faint memory or myth of the old country.
It used to be the best way to fulfill on the promise of education and become worldly. It was never meant to be how you found your purpose. It was supposed to create empathy and understanding of our culture.
I'm skipping over a lot of detail, of course, and Bali is far from a grand tour destination. I'm pretty sure people go to Bali because the beaches are nice and it offers a certain kind of experience. I don't think they're going there looking for the meaning of life.
So I went travelling for some time, quit the IT industry and I've never felt that good.
We are all different, one's experience doesn't apply to others I guess.
> ... would make me a more interesting, worthwhile human being worthy of adoration.
That is, you didn't seem to travel for your enlightenment, rather to look "better" before others, whatever this better could mean for you.
Sounds like you just weren’t adventurous and opened minded enough on your travels and didn’t find worthwhile experiences.
If you want to relax there is no place like home, or maybe drive to nearest lake/ocean/...
If you want to learn other cultures jump on Netflix, YouTube, the internet.
If you want to do something meaningful: study; get a job; volunteer; help people in your local community; donate to charity; build something; contribute to an open source project; join/do a start-up; get into politics or have kids.
So I spent my early 20s traveling and doing just that. Seeing everything there was to see. Doing all the things I ever dreamed of as a 16 year old kid stuck in the midwest. Being a hobo, I guess you could say, and having all of these "experiences" that I was sure would add up to a life of meaning. The result was a profound lack of satisfaction, and a severe existential dread at perhaps never finding any actual purpose.
I was lucky to settle down, go back to school, and find a passion in programming and science which drives me toward working on bigger problems than myself, that might help humanity in some way. But I fear that the vast majority of people my age are still stuck in that mindset, having never got it out of their systems. Hoping and praying that this next trip to Bali will finally give them that satisfaction beyond filling 3 minutes in passing cocktail party conversation.