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For the Love of Travel

Today is the 24th Valentine's day of February, and what better time to share my love of travel? Through travel, one learns how other people live, their traditions, lifestyles, climate, food, arts, and many new and interesting ways to live and look at life somewhat differently. Travel gives one a whole new education.

 

The Beach Boys - Kokomo (LYRICS)

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The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost

 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim

Because it was grassy and wanted wear,

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

 

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way

I doubted if I should ever come back.

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

 

A Strip of Blue

Lucy Larcom (1824–1893)

 

I do not own an inch of land,

But all I see is mine, –

The orchard and the mowing fields,

The lawns and gardens fine.

The winds my tax-collectors are,

They bring me tithes divine, –

Wild scents and subtle essences,

A tribute rare and free;

And, more magnificent than all,

My window keeps for me

A glimpse of blue immensity, –

A little strip of sea.

 

Richer am I than he who owns

Great fleets and argosies;

I have a share in every ship

Won by the inland breeze,

To loiter on yon airy road

Above the apple-trees,

I freight them with my untold dreams;

Each bears my own picked crew;

And nobler cargoes wait for them

Than ever India knew, –

My ships that sail into the East

Across that outlet blue.

 

Sometimes they seem like living shapes, –

The people of the sky, –

Guests in white raiment coming down

From heaven, which is close by;

I call them by familiar names,

As one by one draws nigh,

So white, so light, so spirit-like,

From violet mists they bloom!

The aching wastes of the unknown

Are half reclaimed from gloom,

Since on life’s hospitable sea

All souls find sailing-room.

 

The ocean grows a weariness

With nothing else in sight;

Its east and west, its north and south,

Spread out from morn till night;

We miss the warm, caressing shore,

Its brooding shade and light.

 

Not all those who wander are lost.

J.R.R. Tolkien

 

To travel is to live.

Hans Christian Andersen

 

Take only memories, leave only footprints.

Chief Seattle

 

Do not follow where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.

Cesare Pavese

 

Travel early and travel often. Live abroad, if you can. Understand cultures other than your own. As your understanding of other cultures increases, your understanding of yourself and your own culture will increase exponentially.

Tom Freston

 

Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.

Maya Angelou

 

With heartfelt and genuine thanks for your kind visit. Have a beautiful day, be well, keep your eyes open, appreciate the beauty surrounding you, enjoy creating, stay safe, and laugh often! ❤️❤️❤️

 

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