Viewing my daughter and son’s cycling pictures as the troops meander their way through the vineyards of Chile relieves the chill in my bones somewhat, albeit a vicarious relief. Strangely enough, I am actually enjoying this cold blast of winter. It provides a winter white, quiet kind of hibernating attitude to surface that I am very comfortable exploring … inner travel.
The imminent move to Kelowna and the myriad of work and organization that it entails, looms not far from my thoughts. Waunderlust freak that I am, a big part of me just wants to lock the door to the storage bin, head for the hills of Mexico or Vietnam, or India or parts unknown anywhere and remain a nomad the rest of my days. Aaah, then that teeny tiny sensible part that never quite wants for anything but the comforts of a stable life, dares to whisper … ‘time to have a nest of sorts again Seija’. Hmmmf! My plan of course is yes, organize but take off shortly after. I hope I never loose that sense of wonder … that part of me that just wants to fly free and see what is around the bend on an unknown road or path. Travel is something I never got over, never once have I said, ‘well, I have walked and explored so many countries, time to settle down’! Nope … not me!! As the world grows ever more connected in this cyber era … it is much easier to research travel options …. one is limited only by ones own imagination. So on this cold winter day, I ponder possibilities ….