“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”

― Marcel Proust

When alone on my travels I spend a lot of my time:

• Reading
• Writing
• Thinking
• Thinking about home
• Day dreaming
• Planning my next venture
• Planning my trip home
• Wishing I was with those people
• Happy I’m alone
• Jealous of the group of friends
• Excited to talk to a stranger
• Joyful to sit in silence

When traveling with a friend I spend a lot of my time:

• Laughing until my stomach hurts
• Telling stories
• Listening to tales
• Wishing I had a moment to read or write
• Drinking a beer while people watching
• Brainstorming where to go next
• Talking about where we’ve been and dream to go
• Annoyed that someone is always there
• Ecstatic that I don’t have to be alone
• Excited to share everything

There’s something positive and negative to be said for both ways of travel. Neither modes is my favorite. Both are wonderful, new and exciting. To be able to share this and to now know what I am capable has been such a gift.