Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Travel Journal: Seeking My Fortune

Letting the tide take me
Small things that happen to us in childhood can make a deep and lasting impression that we carry with us for our entire lives. Those tiny grains can influence who we want to become and change the course of our lives forever. When I was a child my mother read to me often. Some of my most comforting memories of my mom are her reading me to sleep in my canopy bed. Naturally fairy tales were always our favorites. And many a story she read or made-up in her head featured a young character who felt the desire to set out across the world to seek her fortune.

The prop plane to Kalymnos

This idea of distant lands full of adventure and growth drives me out from the comfort of my bed, my house, my daily life. I must go forth, but I also must return home. Much of my pleasure of great travel is the reflection, the sharing, and the retelling of the journey in my familiar surroundings to old friends. The journey just doesn't feel complete until I have come back home and shared my newly discovered "fortune".

Travis and I explored the island on push bikes

In the evenings we reflected on the day's adventure
over amazing meals we cooked up

I am not only writing about travel journals, but about travel itself. What better way to change, grow, and discover more about the world and myself than to dream and then walk right out the front door?

Walk right out the front door


kobico said...

Wow, that water is incredibly blue! Looks like a beautiful place to explore.

kobico said...

Happy birthday, Taska!

Look to the trees #posttaska #distressedfx

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