The anticipation and excitement of traveling overwhelms me. It's not even the overall notion of traveling that gives me goosebumps; it's the little nuances that fills ones agenda throughout an entire day. Hell, I even love the lines at the airport. During that time, I fill my ear drums with musical poetry and people watch. What's not to love? My point is, traveling is in my blood.
Tonight's edition of 'Reminiscence' features the thoughts I had before I even came to this globetrotting epiphany. Enjoy.
May 25, 2010 // 11:57pm
This is somewhat new to me. I’ve always been able to express myself through drawing, painting, photography or even music at times, but writing is a new venture for me. To be frank, it excites me. There is something about the stroke of a pen on a fresh page, especially in an era so dominated by technology and computers.
Anyways, this is my first entry. Why am I entering in my travel journal early you ask? Simple, I can’t wait for the trip! Leela and I fly out in a little over 5 days and I’ve never been so anxious in my entire life. For years I’ve studied these works of architectural wonder, and I’m finally going to see them. I’m going to smell the warm air of the narrow Italian alleys. I’ll peruse the charming café’s of the Roman streets. I’ll enjoy a glass of red wine beneath the graceful and memorable stance of the Eiffel Tower. Perhaps I will see the incredible work of Davinci himself, or the abstract masterpieces of Spanish Picasso. No matter what the subject, it makes me so happy that my sweetheart Leela will be by my side. I can’t wait to see the world with her.
Until next time, I promise to show you my world. I will describe my sights, sounds and smells. I’ll post images, drawings and share thoughts as I travel throughout France and Italy. Here’s to life and finiding out what moves us. The next time I lay pen to this pad, I’ll be in route to the East, headed to an older culture. Until then, much love.