I just went through every last travel folder I feel like I've ever made, but I know somehow I have missed a few. I've picked some of my favorite photos of my past trips (some photos remain unseen, some I shouldn't show you- some I have). But I do this in some sort of cathartic way to prepare for my next trip in just a few days.
I've had the pleasure and adventure of traveling with some of the closest people to my heart over the years. I always have an insatiable desire to travel. And this time I crave the trees and vast forests. No empty oceans here. Soon, though I know I will want something more exotic and perhaps frightening than what I've ever experienced before now.
I'm trying not to have very many expectations for this upcoming trip, but the truth is I have many. Don't we all really? have expectations....about everything. I think that is the honest truth.
"Constantly stimulated, the eye is our most faithful companion: allowing our imagination to get carried away, it constantly reinvents past experiences to firmly anchor them in the present. The imagination embellishes an object by surrounding it, and, so to say, by populating it with all the precious memories that it evokes in us and all the images about which it causes us instinctively to think. An incredible, animated adventure continues to live in us like so many kamis, little Japanese spirits that inhibit nature and endlessly multiply human emotions. After all, you need to be a bit possessed, do you not, to journey to the ends of the earth, finding nourishment in the sole idea of voyage?"
~Marie Le Fort
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