What is it about a black and white photo that is so beautiful?
I love this week’s travel theme proposed by the blog Where’s My Backpack? – Arches. There is something so logical and orderly about them, yet still artful, that my organization-loving brain just delights in seeing them. They’re not a product of straight lines, like a rectangle, but have the arced grace of a swan’s neck. I think they’re beautiful.
10 years ago, my best friend gave me a beautiful gold and red journal that is almost sacred to me, so I don’t like writing just any old stuff in it. The first time I traveled solo, I took it with me to write about the adventure, and I’ve taken it on every trip since. Something I haven’t done before on this blog is to pull from those pages, share with you the things I thought, felt, experienced from my various trips, but today, thanks to a prompt about travel writing, I’m going to share one of them
Backstory: I have been part of the travel community Couchsurfing since 2007, and have made many friends all over the world on this site. (It has deteriorated severely since going public and becoming for-profit not long ago, but that’s a story for another time.) In 2009, the fine CSers of Krakow were hosting a couch crash, a several-day series of events and celebrations in one particular city. It’s just an excuse to travel, have fun, get to know cool CSers and a different city in a way you normally wouldn’t. My friend Denise was going to be passing Krakow for it, and, on a lark, I decided to meet her there. These are my notes from that trip. (This post is long, but worth it.):
Is there anything more delicious than the first shower after a few days? I think not.