A query I usually am asked, "What is your favorite place?"... or a travel buddy making a wondering comment, " I was with you, how come I never saw it?" To the first, I
actually don't have one. I never compare places. Rather, each is appreciated on its own unique merits. On the second, I don't get so fixated on the destination to the point where I deprive myself of surprising and amazing discoveries. And yes, today... as much as I appreciate technology... two devices I purposely refrain form using... a compass and GPS. After all, as I often quip... "getting lost is, more often than not... how I end up with discoveries". Did you know that under the cover of heavy forest ... most moss growth on the side of trees points to the north in the northern hemisphere, and south in the southern hemisphere?
A structure is not just it. It's an interesting read about a people, an era. Natural wonders, allow them to humble you. Those smiling faces, curious gazes, suspecting stares... search as lightheartedly or as deeply to arrive at own defining sense and understanding of own observations. Let how you immerse yourself in these experiences redefine your own insignificance. Travel... should start way before reaching a destination... the enrichments let linger well past each reach.
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| A non-descript fountain ran into along a Roman alley... and the colorful stories it seemed so eager to tell... |
A structure is not just it. It's an interesting read about a people, an era. Natural wonders, allow them to humble you. Those smiling faces, curious gazes, suspecting stares... search as lightheartedly or as deeply to arrive at own defining sense and understanding of own observations. Let how you immerse yourself in these experiences redefine your own insignificance. Travel... should start way before reaching a destination... the enrichments let linger well past each reach.
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| And so, a day in once a Roman visit... it randomly became all about fountains... |
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