In my past, I’ve traveled to a few places in and out of the U.S.A. and loved it. In the last decade, however, I’ve traveled mostly to the grand parents’ homes and Orlando. (And we all know what happens there…)
It has been my pleasure to watch the joy of discovery and amazement on my childrens’ faces on these trips, and now I want to also be joyfully amazed. As I reflect on what places or discoveries would amaze me, I must report that they don’t have anything to do with the magic and enthusiasm surrounding a certain trademarked mouse or his royal associates. Although my kids probably wouldn’t think so at first, I suspect that, given the opportunity, (and an enormous amount of patience) my family would find these places amazing, too.
Here’s my short list and I also included a photo..
. I want to see Mount Everest (not climb it, necessarily, but see it.)
and Machu Picchu.
I want to see the sun setting in Australia
and visit New Zealand.
I want to see my ancestral towns in both Switzerland
and Norway.
I’m sure that there are more to add, but now that my list is at least begun, I suppose that I should acknowledge ( though I didn’t intend it) that each location has something to do with mountains. Which makes me wonder if I have an ancestral imprint of some kind that draws me to them.
Right now, the closest thing I have is Mount Laundry, to which I travel frequently, if not daily, right in a room off my kitchen. Showing you a picture would just be embarrassing, so I won’t. Sometimes navigating that mountain can be tricky – treacherous, even. Its colors can be vivid, but the noxious fumes it occasionally belches and it’s slow, steady growth rate lead me to suspect it’s actually an active volcano. (Insert prolonged sigh…)
In the mean time, I’ll be visiting this post more than anyone, just to see the sights.
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