The Journey

Mix bag of my wandering and ponderings


There’s something spiritual about the person who drops us into the arms of check-in A farewell hug, a hurry home, a last glance Dehydrated, bedraggled, luggage in tow My heart skips a beat To the familiar outline of a loved-one’s…
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Why I Travel

I crave being in foreign places. Each day I walk out the door I am entering the classroom of the world.  I may pick up a new word, taste a unique flavor in a local dish, observe culturally specific hand gestures…
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