“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world. – Freya Stark
I call it an incredible Adventure
Even when I have a view of Tanzania’s Ngorongoro Crater. I’m thinking about my next travel adventure. — Photo by Kim Perrin
A friend of mine was bemoaning the fact that she was leaving her long-time home to move to an apartment in a new state. I truly didn’t know how to console her.
Every move I’ve ever made, and there have been many, has been greeted with enthusiasm and excitement: The opportunity to experience the other side of the fence has always been with me. Even as a young child, I was always exploring the world around me with eagerness, often to destroying my mother’s peace of mind.
I have friends who still pal around with the same people they met in kindergarten. I think I would like that, but I know for certain that I wouldn’t be willing to give up the transient life I’ve had, although some times the moves were just from one home to another in the same city.
I’m currently exploring the desert landscape, which includes lots of yucca plants, in Tucson, where my itchy feet have agreed to rest for a bit. — Photo by Pat Bean
This is probably why Freya Stark’s quote, which begins this blog, spoke to me. While my travels will never excel this woman’s adventures – who was born in Paris in 1893 and died in Italy in 1993 and wrote 25 travel books, mostly about the Middle East – I have traveled many nooks and crannies of this country with a few over-the-sea adventures as well.
As so often when someone fascinates me, like Freya did when I read her quote, I made an online visit to Amazon to see what I could find. My bank balance is now lighter by a few dollars as I just bought Stark’s biography, “Passionate Nomad, by Jane Fletcher Geniesse,
It’s supposed to arrive by Friday. I can hardly wait.
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Nice pic of you, Pat!
Thanks Bob.
I have no friends from kindergarden days, but several from grammar school, and a hall full from high school. Some of the great highs I’ve had in the last three years on the road have been looking up these folks not seen in 30-40-50 years. I dont have time to go home
I felt more at home on the road in Gypsy Lee I think then I’ve ever felt elsewhere. Glad to hear you are still adventuring.
I, too, am fascinated by Freya Stark and have read books by and about her. It amazes me all that she was able to do as a woman in that period of history. Enjoy your adventure into her adventures.
Thanks Deborah. I am eagerly looking forward to getting her biography.
I so enjoyed reading this. I love the quotation that you started off with. I have a strong compulsion to travel myself and actually find it quite intoxicating to be in different places, enjoy the culture and revel in the nuances of others’ rituals. But I also love to return home; the same place I have called home for more than twenty years. However, I am now embarking on another step in this journey as I am selling my house [shortly, I hope] to move onto new adventures. Thanks for this lovely post.
Thanks Marva. I hope you new home adventure is all you want it to be.
Love It:) Happy Adventuring!!!
Thanks Craves Adventures
I have not moved around as much as you Pat, but I have enjoyed seeing and experiencing new places.
Thanks for commenting colline. We share a joy it seems.
I’ve never been sad when I moved. I always looked forward to the change. My husband and daughter were always sad and upset. I guess it’s the “qypsy” in me.
We’re all different. Those who are rooted and those who are not. Each has its own rewards. Thanks for commenting Teri Lee
All my life has been on the move, it gets into your blood I think. Always wondering what’s round the next corner.
Jim