It’s officially been way too long since I took pen to paper (so to speak) and actually carved out an up-to-date travel blog. Oh it was going to be easy when I started this little project to jot down a few words from time-to-time and tell others about my latest adventure, while somehow holding on to a distant memory or trip highlight. But there was one thing I didn’t really count on – life!
It’s been a really crazy couple of months since I last uploaded a short blurb about some excursion I just returned from. And, yes, there have only been about five of those in total on this site! But when work took me away to Alberta, the Yukon, San Francisco and areas throughout Newfoundland and Labrador (not to mention my personal trips to Alaska and Iceland), finding the time to play catch up on my return much less time to write, just seemed impossible.
Tonight however, I was reminded that telling these travel stories is not just a way to relive a moment of serenity in some way, but rather one of the very few creative outlets that I natural possess and actually enjoy. Sure I’d love to be a famous painter, a potter, or a wonderful quilter like my mother. But God never graced me much with patience and, well, that’s really a story for another blog.
So in an effort to be true to self, and hopefully provide some sort of entertainment to whomever should take the time to read my work, I will make a better effort at telling my travel tales. And maybe, just maybe, it will help encourage others to share my love of travel too.