Photo Friday – Why Travel Moves Me

The view from my small but charming hotel room in Paris

Why do you travel? I’ve been asking myself that so often during the course of this almost month-long vacation.

I’ve come up with a list for me.

Escape
Embracing change
Seeing my world differently
The joy of discovery
The wonder of learning
Appreciating beauty
Accepting some ugly realities
Finding myself
Losing myself

And then…
Coming home

What would you add to the list?

Picking Up the Threads

A lot of time has past since I’ve written or posted anything. Too long, I know. Too hard a winter, too many technical issues, too much fear of actually writing have all contributed. As one of my dear (and brutally honest) friends has told me, I’m a bad blogger. “Just do it,” she always says. She’s right. But I needed to get over the hump of holidays, the New Year and that first anniversary of losing Dave. All done now. I survived.

And the next chapter began a few weeks ago with my first trip to Europe. So far, I’ve been to Vienna, Milan, and Venice – and I’m now half-way through my first day in Paris. I’ll write in more detail on each leg of the journey, but suffice it to say that the experience is an eye-opener on many levels.

So, here I go, feeling braver, full of thoughts, literally thousands of photos already taken and many, many more to come. I hope you come along for the ride. It might be a bit bumpy at times, but I’ll get there!