Travelers dillema

Traveling brings me great joy
But the joy fades faster than a memory 
Unless you can travel with a companion 
But I want to solitary travel to remove all conflict
Yet memories of travel alone fade exponentially
Because you don’t really share them at all

Well sure you can share almost everywhere
but it’s not the same as living the experience

Being able to remember the details that I can’t find words for
Traveling back to that place just with only the slightest mention

I can travel back to the memories of places I’ve been alone
But the words I would use will never accurately describe them
I can barely make a finger painting, let alone a photograph
And even if I could make a photograph, no one would want to see it
Because for them it lacks the meaning, the context and the joy
Those things that I cannot explain with words and cannot depict the memory without