Four airports, five train stations, many taxis, many, many miles walked and one very glorious sailboat all make up this journey. Sometimes I wonder why I travel like this. It feels like I just have to get something out of my system. It is like a purge. It is a mission to live life full on. A mission to see as much as humanly possible every day. A mission to experience every moment and to be present for every scene as it unfolds. This is what travel is to me. But I know now that there is always one part of the journey that is the best. That is the journey home where my friends and family are. It is what I live for and most appreciate in any trip. There is nothing like waking up in Austin, Texas knowing that this cool place is my home. I am here now and am so grateful for that. I am grateful for every day I am given to experience this wonder we have together.
Thanks to all you who have followed along on my exploits. I write this mainly for you. To hopefully create a spark of excitement and adventure so that you can get out there and have some fun too. Ciao!
2 thoughts on “The Best Part of the Journey”
Welcome Home! Thank you so much for sharing your journey! it’s a great treat!
Thanks Bill for all the cool comments. Peace.