Around 3 weeks after I actually left the country, I've decided to finally start blogging a bit about my travels. I guess it's a good thing that aching feet, ancient old buildings and gorgeous people have distracted me so well I've nearly forgotten to document it at all. Not that this blog will be a blow by blow account about just how much "mystery" was indeed contained in the mystery meat served on my flight, but more little pieces of the things I see, given when I have the time and inclination. Pictures, words, thoughts and stories to look back on. I love being in transit, knowing something new to you but everyday for others is just on the other side of that plane, bus, car or train journey. But being content with sitting in an in-between space as well. In the least hippy-dippy way possible. Maybe I just like an excuse to sit and read.
Nothing could ever really contain everything I've seen and done already, but this is a way to trace back over things that I have touched (literal and metaphorical because I'm very deep and soulful and have a diary) and the things that have touched me, as in my very soul (see previous brackets), as I've been to places that I have never been before.
Aforementioned grubby aching feet
Hopefully it's not too boring, and something a bit more than a "hey I went here" sort of thing. Who knows. Who cares. It's going to be fun.
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