“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine
Whenever I return from a trip, I often go through a period of re-entry "depression." I don't really get depressed per say, but I desperately want to hop on a plane, boat, or train and immerse myself in a new place. It is an itch... a drive that is hard to placate. People often refer to it as the "travel bug." An illness. I prefer to think of it as delicious food. Once you've gotten a taste, you're always hungry for more.
When I first started traveling, I used to pick up a lot of trinkets. Don't get me wrong, I still pick up a souvenir or two when I go somewhere, but I try to make them more practical. Something I will use in my every day life; like this hair pin. I purchased it in Sri Racha, Thailand and I love to wear it in my hair. For a while, I didn't know where it was, but I found it in my drawer the other day and I've been wearing it a lot lately. Just a small reminder of a place that I can use regularly.
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