When I was growing up my family took one trip each summer to
see our relatives either by car, bus or train.
Even though we would bicker the entire way I really enjoyed exploring whatever
new place we were in. Something as
simple as eating lunch at the roadside café was fascinating to me. Everywhere we went the people seemed so
different and interesting. I would watch
them and imagine what exciting lives they must lead.
One year we took a road trip to California to visit our family. I had never been to
the coast or seen the ocean before. It
was incredible to me and I remember how small I felt standing at the edge of
the water. I thought if something so amazing
was this close to home, what must the rest of the world look like? Looking back on that young girl I know
exactly where my love of travel began. My
desire and curiosity to discover those amazing things outside of my normal
existence have filled my life with wonder and no matter now near or far it
always feels like a grand adventure.
