drug of choice?

I'll admit it, i have a strong addiction.  It's an addiction to travel.
anyone who's known me for any period of time and hasn't seen me for a while, first question will be, "got any trips planned?"
admittedly, i get a smirk when this question is asked. . . it's like "wow, they know me" but when i look deeper into the heart of the question, i can't hlep but wonder if i'm too much of a wanderer. . . like, is there really a place that i call home, or would i rather be THAT mobile?  I'm not sure. . . that's a big question. 
"in humility, consider others better than yourself" perhaps one of the most difficult passages in the Bible. . .
The travels, mostly to visit friends, or do ministry, i wonder how much of the heart of it is for them, and how much of the heart of it is for a pat on the back, you see, i don't really immerse myself in one place, outside of here, i really have found a comfortable place with comfortable friends, whom i love dearly . . . yet something continues to stir in the depth of me, is there something more. . . ?  and if there is, why am i missing out on it?
why is it that people ask about trips, and not about my core, not about my heart, am i engaging in those heart conversations to love those that need a friend, or am i just about fun & games anymore. . . don't get me wrong, there's a time and a season for all these things, but i just wonder how deeply i've strayed from whats #1.  truth of the matter is, it's possible that i haven't, but i have a complex that says i must have.