What a perfect word for the intense pull to travel.
I have it.
Travel inspires me.
It resets my mind.
And moves my soul.
I am driven to explore other cultures and get stamps on my passport.
And this Thursday, I am off to Italia for a long weekend with my school “roomie.” We’re staying at this castle! outside of Venice.
I am mooning. I mean, it’s a castle!
I earned the trip because I am leading a group of students around France in July. The Italian teacher is taking students to, you guessed it, Italy.
The trip is part of a global conference – we gain tips and ideas from networking with other educators and ACIS, the travel company we use for student travel, shows us an outstanding time (drawing in our future business).
So a business trip, with a lot of pleasure on the side.
I’d call that win-win.
Have you been to Venice? Any suggestions …?
In prepping for the trip, I stumbled upon a favorite quote on travel. I had it on my bulletin board for years, and it’s a reminder of the beauty of travel:
“Travel pushes my boundaries. When you travel, you become invisible, if you want. I do want. I like to be the observer. What makes people who they are? Could I feel at home here? No one expects you to have the stack of papers back by Tuesday, or to check messages, or to fertilize the geraniums. When traveling, you have the delectable possibility of note understanding a word of what is said to you. Language becomes simply a musical background for watching bicycles zoom alongside a canal, calling for nothing from you. Travel releases spontaneity. You become a godlike creature full of choice, free to visit the stately pleasure domes, make love in the morning, sketch a bell tower. You open, as in childhood, and – for a time – receive the world. There’s the visceral aspect, too – the huntress who is free. Free to go, free to return home bringing memories to lay on the hearth.”
-A Year in the World by Frances Mayes
I can’t wait to share my photos and adventures!
Ciao for now.