There are moments when one realizes life is a series of event that come together in incredible ways. I speak of that when a person leaves from their home and finds themselves on route to new places. It is cathartic but revealing in what faces the person.
Each place we go, a piece of that place comes back with in a small or large way. We pick the smells, the images; we meet new people, take photos. All of these we bring back in our minds eye. It is sometimes like a living dream when find ourselves in place to beautiful to describe, or on the flip side it can like a nightmare you want all well to be out of.
What elements make a good, trip, for that fact a great trip? Is it the food, the place, the people, or all of those. How would describe a great trip, a sense of adventure, or relaxation, or just knowing your day to day is one of new experiences?
I think a great trip is one you hold one to, carry with you in your day to day, it that spark when you remember back.
But isn't everyday a new adventure?
This trip has been one of memories; I came back to Los Angeles, California to tie up loose ends. I have been to many places in my life but Los Angeles holds a negative vibe to it. I set out on February 16th to spend a week in Los Angeles but it took 10 days.
When we travel we think we should be going to a place to enjoy it, but at this moment I rather be home in New Mexico.
At this point, I wish I could be one a beach in the tropics drinking a nice drink and taking in the beauty, nope stuck in this insipid mong-hole of a human hostage situation hiding behind fake boob’s, bad plastic surgery, fake people, a shallow souls. But on the bright side I do get to leave.
Hopefully I can in the future will be able to go someplace I haven’t been before. I will never knock travel, the journey is sometimes the best part of the trip.
