As a child, Tom used to journal his trips. It was the way summer vacation was never meant as a time to turn off his mind. He’d often draw what he saw; use colors to represent sights; created lists about likes and dislikes. Emily would journal after the returning home. She’d take the printed 35mm photos and add them to a scrapbook. She’d cut the memories into shapes, attach them to colored sheets, and slide them into protective coverings.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.
– Mark Twain
Life moves forward. We’ve aged. We’ve married. We’ve embarked on careers that can define who we are as people whether we intend it or not. This blog is a long-time coming. We’ve been blessed by the ability to pick up and travel when the moment grabs us. We use long weekends as our jumping off point – whether holiday long weekends or ones of our own making. We’ve been doing these long weekends for a little over a year now. The places we’ve been have been influenced by tips from friends, mistakes we’ve made along the way, and moments that have just happened to find us.
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.
– Robert Louis Stevenson
This blog is our attempt at remembering times we were surprised by what we saw, the times we laughed, the food we ate, the drink we drank, and the people we met. It’s a way for us to journal and scrapbook like we did when we were kids.