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 ….