When I came across ~ania♥ in Morroco for a while's image of a hazy morning in Essaouria, I could feel that same pull inside of me, telling me to drop everything, begging me to go. You see, for me, a new landscape is an adventure waiting to happen, the best kind of change to experience that exists in my world. When I'm not on a new journey, I'm usually dreaming up a new one, researching where to go, how to get there, and what to do...if anything at all. My head is simply stuck in the clouds and refuses to come out, and I hope it never does. Whether it's looking out of a railcar on the trans-Siberian Railroad, lazily swaying in a hammock on the Corn Islands, or keeping warm by the fire of an Inner Mongolian yurt...these prospects are all waiting to happen. And it looks like I just might need to go feed some seagulls on the coast of Morocco too. How about you? Has a new landscape surrounded your senses lately?
Holly ~ Soupatraveler
bird's view by ~ania♥ in Morocco for a while