When I was growing up we moved a lot.
We never had a real home or time to settle and grow roots. My memories of home are vague snippets of strange places with different people sometimes I doubt if they are real or imagined.
I never want to go abroad. It was never my dream. I was happy where I was.
When I was 17 I found myself in Europe. What a strange place. I can’t get used to the food and the weather. I came from the land of endless summer. Here, it is mostly cold, the trees bare and looking like Blair Witch Project.
For the first time I stayed longer in one place, twenty years.
Eleven years ago, I moved again. This time in an apartment. After 3 years I moved once more to a terraced town house. I stayed there for another three years before I settled in a six bedroom Edwardian house in the country. It took me five years to move to a suburban villa where I am currently living.
Last week I started looking for houses. I have appointments to view some of them this weekend. Yesterday I saw two and was disappointed.
I guess, I’m moving again.
Great post. I don’t think there is anything quite like travel to broaden your horizons.
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Indeed. Learn another culture and meet people and know yourself better.
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Absolutely, it’s so fascinating how that works.
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Yes it is. In my photoblog I put a quote that goes like this: The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
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Wow that’s good
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Thanks!
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Good luck, I hope you find what you are looking for. But what about those great gardens?!
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I will always have them with me. In photographs and memory 😉
I still have to post my city garden though. Maybe one f these days.
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I feel the same about places from my past too. I can call up those memories with a photo. I’d love to see more of those some day.
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What I regret not having are photographs of my past before I came here. Te first picture I have of myself was on my wedding day. No baby photos(I guess we could not afford then) the few school pictures such as graduations and Christmas parties were taken by flood (my mother said)
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Aww that is a shame about the school photos. Might there be any sort of archive in the town that may not have been destroyed?
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I asked classmates, still on hold after so many years.
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That’s a real shame. Then again when it comes to the school photos I never want to see those old school uniforms and bad 70’s haircuts again!
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I still look the same.Never grow tall, my breast the same size, a bit cleaned up but the same. Even hair cut. I am stuck in a time warp.
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Well let me paint you a picture…St Josephs Grammar School in New Jersey…lets say 1975. Green polyster checkered pants. Yellow shirt. Checkered tie. Long busy red hair. A bicycle with a transistor radio dangling from the handles. The shortest boy in my class for 8 years straight. Scrawny and non-athletic. That’s me!
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Sounds cute to me 🙂
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So did/are you 🙂
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Ha, ha, ha! Touché.
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This is really good!
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Thanks V. 🙂
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Saw your post on the Writing101 Commons and I love love love the photos that you chose, especially the tattoo at the very end. Great idea for a post.
My only feedback is grammatical. I think “we never had real home” should be “we never had a real home.”
I wrote a Travel Thanksgiving for today’s prompt and I’d love to hear your feedback!
https://whistlewhileyouwalk.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/travel-thanksgiving/
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Thanks for pointing that out. I am having trouble with my keyboard, for some reasons it doesn’t work properly. Some letters get stuck I have to punch each one of them hard in order to work.
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Awesome! I would love that life of living in different countries.
Good luck!
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Oh yes, but doesn’t everything in life has it’s own advantages and disadvantages ?! 😊
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Indeed. Life’s little bonuses 🙂 I visited your site and I found out that we share the same passion for travelling. You moved to another country too. A country totally opposite of yours. Quite an adventure. A fellow itchy feet. Have a wonderful week ahead.
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Yes. 😊 Happy Thanksgiving and have a wonderful weekend!
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We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving but I’m still grateful for every little blessing I receive. Have a wonderful day each and everyday.
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Be careful what you wish for 🙂 Seriously like most things in life, there are advantages and disadvantages. Thanks for reading.
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To each other we are probably very different, I’ve always been a static kind of person staying in one place for most of my life. I’ve moved only three times in my life and each place I stayed for a significant amount of time. I enjoy being somewhere I feel natural in, I’m not good with new surroundings.
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I am married with someone like you. I succeeded in converting him. Stagnation is deadly for my soul.I need constant changes to stay inspired and stimulated. I’m a nomad in heart and soul. 🙂 But I do understand people who wants to build nest and stay put. I respect their point of view. Even an eagle has to land sometimes.
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I respect that life style, there are times in my life that I wish I could live that life style 😛
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We always want something we don’t have. I wish sometimes I have a fairy tale existence.
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