A topic I have dwelled on for some time, decided to answer it for myself through poetry.
For anyone with any kind of interest in history, especially old history, the island of Gotland is a bit of a goldmine. Its main city of Visby has one of Northern Europe’s most preserved medieval town walls beautifully preserved, with an ongoing restoration project to ensure that it will remain standing for many more years to come.
Today Plinky asked me what my favorite part was about visiting a new place, if it was the food, the architecture or the people watching. Honestly, I don’t think that’s very fair of them.
For a lark I popped over to Plinky.com today.
If you don’t know, it’s a WordPress owned site that provides you with a daily suggestion of a topic to write about if you’re experiencing writer’s block or just need some fresh ideas from somewhere outside your own head. Well, the topic of the day was “The farthest you’ve traveled from home” and immediately it got by head buzzing. Partially, because there is some baggage in my life that I have not yet felt ready to tell anyone about and let’s just say that I was worried the Plinky question might force me to unearth some of it prematurely. But then I googled distances and discovered how far away from home I have actually been and where that was. And at the same time I realized that the first time I traveled that far, it was completely unplanned.
So, here’s my story of how I ended up going to San Francisco for a long weekend, just because.
I guess I just drift back to certain topics, this thing ended up long enough to warrant a blog post of its own!
I decided to change my theme, which I realized kind of goes against the theme of this post…But there you go.
I’ve been holding back this post I wrote a few days now, because it’s one of the most…political rants I’ve ever written. But…Hey, I just reached 100 followers. Time to celebrate with a rant. (And scare everyone away. ;))