I was wandering around in blog-land -you know how that goes – you check someone’s blog, and they talk about another blog and you go there, and then over there, and the next thing you know you’ve found something interesting that makes you stop and think. That’s what happened tonight. It was an old blog entry I ended up visiting; a guy writing about traveling to your ‘one place,’ a place you’ve never been but would like to see before you die. Sort of a one bucket bucket list.
You all know how much I love to travel, how I yearn for travel when I’m trapped in my beige cubicle, how I believe I was born a nomad. So this concept intrigues me. He writes about putting together a plan to see your ‘one place’ and his plan makes sense to me…take it in small steps and you’re very likely to make your dream come true.
So. Where would my ‘one place’ be? I’m thinking about it. Where in the whole world would I really like to visit, somewhere I’ve never been, somewhere I wouldn’t likely go unless I actively planned? I’m struggling with this, which surprises me. For someone who wants to go go go it seems odd that I can’t put my finger on my very own one place.
Where would your one place be?