To travel (v.) is to labor; make a journey, typically of some length or abroad; to move or go from one place to another; to proceed or advance in any way.
To travel (v.) is to toil. The notion of going on a difficult journey–any journey–in the Middle Ages was thought to be difficult.
Faran, the Old English for travel, reminds me of fahren (v.): to drive–German.
I spend a lot of time in travel; faran; fahren; toil.
Back and forth between homes–New York and Colorado.
To travel (v.) is to toil (v.): work extremely hard or incessantly.
I sit on planes for two or three hours to travel to see my nephew. This is a journey of some length, but it is not a journey over which I toil. I think about how many hours I spend in airports, on planes, in cars, waiting, to travel.
It is fa(h)r(en).
A 4 a.m. drive; a 6:25 a.m. flight; two and a half hours on the plane; a two hour layover; a 1:30 p.m. flight; one and a half hours on the plane; forty-five minutes in the car. Repeat in the opposite direction. The majority of my time in transit, I slept. Awkward angels on the plane provide enough comfort to make up for the hours not spent in a bed.
It is not a toil for me to travel. I sit. I sleep. I read. I write. I would prefer to spend the time traveling doing something more productive, but it is productive to travel to see family; to return to a home/homes.
I drove an extra hour and a half to the enchanted mountains. A home I have not seen in two years.
I did not forget how to return home.
Travel is not extremely hard; it is vital. To travel is to home.
What would you fa(h)r(en) for?