Do you ever feel drawn toward a certain place, that you have no ties to?

[moon]

No ties, but I feel a "connection" to both NYC and London. I have never visited either place, but I have a feeling that If I went there, I'd feel I belong. It's really weird

 

[Minnesota!]

Germany, Norway, London, and the coast. I am a Pisces, and I am always drawn to water...

 

[Owlpost23]

Israel.I went in'88,and felt like I had definitely been there before.Jeruselem especially.Just that gut reaction that yes,I had lived here before.

 

[PollyannaMom]

Sure, it's a zombie thread, but it's still a fun topic, and I wasn't around for it the first time.

I've always loved British things, even though I was born in New York State and live in Massachusetts now.

And I've always kind of felt drawn to the 1950s.

 

[Squirlz]

I didn't reply 10 years ago so I will this time around. I feel at home in Key West. We are regularly mistaken for locals when we are there. We'll be there again next week!

 

[liloandstitchhh]

Okay, so where I'm drawn to may seem like it's a typical place and that everyone's drawn to it, but I can guarantee you, very few people are drawn to it the way I am. Anyways, my place is the state of Hawaii. Ever since I was little, the only place I've ever wanted to go to on vacation was there. On my paperwork, I always used to mark off Pacific Hawaiian for my ethnicity, even though I'm only your average white person. Although I don't check it off anymore, I still greatly envy people who can. I've spent hours of my life researching great places to go in Hawaii and native tradition of the people who live. I even tried to teach myself how to hula! I literally LOVE Lilo and Stitch so much, hence my username. I want to be her. I have watched all five movies (if you didn't know, there are five), and all the episodes of the series (if you also didn't know, there's a series). I love it so much because it makes me feel like I'm there... at home. Living in Santa Monica, I have access to a beach. I know how to surf and swim and all that stuff, but I still can't wait for the day I can do it there. And oh, just something about being on an island, it makes me so happy! You're just, surrounded by water. So, being a person that has such a HUGE passion for the beach, that's just amazing. My love for the beach is so indescribable, but one way I could translate it is Moana. Yeah yeah, everyone wants to be Moana. Everyone feels like they could be Moana. But I know I AM Moana. And I know this is different. The minute I watched the movie, just, that's me. Oh.... how I wish I could just be there right now

 

[SunsetBeauty]

I'm so glad I'm not alone in this. I always wondered why some of us feel a certain tie to a culture or place. Is it a part of our family history or just pure interest. It reminded me of a girl YouTube video of a girl who felt a certain tie to another country that she was interested in, and she took a ancestry DNA test and found out she was 20% of the ethnicity that she was so fascinated with. It was amazing because it was random and completely different from the rest of her genetic makeup. Sometimes I wonder do we feels things for a reason.

When I was younger I was always drawn to the Latin culture. I fell in love with music, food, language and traditions. I was fascinated with the Islands of Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, and Cuba. I was also fascinated with South American countries like Colombia and Peru. But out of all of them I felt more of a connection to Dominican Republic. I was just drawn to culture. I finally got the opportunity to go to Puerto Rico and Dominican Republic. Puerto Rico was really nice, but when I was in Dominican Republic I felt a strong connection. And when I had to leave I felt a sad feeling, like I was leaving the place I belonged to. While I was there the tour guide asked me if I was Latin because it looked like I was from there. ...... makes you wonder. I always wondered about my dad's dad. He died so long ago and there's no paper trail. My grandmother did like Latin men. Things that make you think ...