a landscape of adventure

Earlier this year, I spent five weeks travelling around Southern Africa, specifically South Africa and Botswana. Neither country is new to me, I'd been to each several times, but just the thought of a new adventure truly gets me going. The excitement of what's to come. The anxiety of figuring it out. The sense of accomplishment when it all comes together, followed by a deep seated contentment while I soak in my new surroundings...preferably with a drink in hand watching my new world go by. Twelve years had passed since my last visit to the Moremi Game Reserve, and the time had softened my recollection of its landscape. Only a pile of slides, catching dust in a box could revive those memories, and if you're at all like me, just the thought of dealing with the thousands of transparencies I took in another lifetime keeps me from going back to relive them again.

 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