LESSONS

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Travel, sometimes, may have to renounce
The ordinary to discover new consequences
Boredom is unnecessary.

With my green bug, I braved muddy roads and narrow alleys
Walked fishing villages, medieval churches with unusual frescoes,
Temples with a thousand Buddhas, tasted
exotic foods and learned different cultures.
I got robbed once and almost drowned
The chains I have to break.

Of course, certain memories are eternal:
Sacred places forbidden
And fruits one should not touch.

Travel

Travel takes us to forest & villages, hermitages & solitude,enchanting self-education & discoveries. Travel is experiential whether actual or virtual. Our constraints are physical and financial, willingness and fear, pushed or pulled by other reasons.

To dream starts wishes,wishes conjure a consequence, consequence points to direction.

I heard about Danube through music and river cruises. “Assisi looks like an enchanted kingdom from the roads crisscrossing the Spoleto Valley.” Hearing and reading about places are spurs to thinking.

One will find the time.

Journey

Many threads, the veins of journey
space spreads for a newborn baby
the cry as soft as her toes
fragrant smell of ripe oranges
wraps her world

arrangement of fruits in the market
the camel ride in the desert
flight of flamingoes
where will you be when you open your eyes?
intimate gestures that will startle even the birds
the sun focuses on its reflection
you avert your eyes
the ocean dyeing its waves
spreading into seven continents
your journey.

“I would like to see you again.”

“I’ll say goodbye before I leave.”
P.S. prefer written correspondence
than telephone conversation.
Attached is my pen.

Note: The quotations are from the book I’m currently reading: Language Arts by Stephanie Kallos.

I just finished a funny story: The Diver’s Clothes Lie Empty by Vendela Vida

travel discovery

We are traveling, driving to Oregon to visit an ailing friend.
Tuesday  we stopped overnight, at Wolf Creek Inn,
1/4 mile from highway  I-5, a historic inn built in 1883,
used to be a stage coach express stopover,
now a B & B . Stayed at Clark Cable suite,
the room where Clark Gable and Carole Lombard stayed.
Jack London came here to write his novels.
Robert Redford stopped over here too.
Mrs Abstract and I added our names
under the anonymous.
Simple room, bigger than the other rooms, with old furnitures. 
Mrs. Abstract and I were imagining
 
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what travel was during the 1930’s and 40’s.
 
I hope Clark and Carole enjoyed their nights.
We did.
 
note:
link: http://www.historicwolfcreekinn.com
 
photo: taken from the inn’s website.
I forgot my camera cable and my laptop is old.