Archive for April, 2006
Why We Travel
Saturday, April 1st, 2006From the pre-blog journal archives:
Its a funny thing about me and travel. I find often, that when I get taken with a new place, I covet it, in a wish for permanency. I want it the same way I want a beautiful new necklace, new hardwood floors or an intriguing piece of art. Yet that everyday repetitiveness of real life is the reason I start dreaming of new lives and new lands in the first place. And unfortunately, as hard as we try, you can’t take those places home with you. Marionettes, wooden spoons, brightly colored dishes and all that white and blue look a lot crappier here in the US, without those beer infused rose colored glasses perched atop my head. So, notebook, please ignore those funny bulges in my backpack. They are not marionettes. I swear. [read on]