Notes from My Travel Journal

I’ve just returned from a glorious journey to Paris and Barcelona, still a little jet-lagged and recovering from a terrible cold that assaulted me our last night in Barcelona. I’m afraid I was one of those people on the airplane we all dread: the one with the red-tipped nose and a box of Kleenex in her lap.

Before I left, I posted a blog about keeping a travel journal. Most everyone who knows me, knows I am a life-long, dedicated journal keeper and that my every journey is detailed, recorded, re-lived through the pages of my journals. I thought it would be fun to share some of my travel notes and photos. Here’s a partial journal entry from early in the trip, along with some photos:

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Notes on Keeping a Travel Journal

I’m coming and going at the same time. In a few days I’ll leave for a long-planned trip to Paris and Barcelona with my dear friend and writing pal Dian and I’m madly making lists, practice packing (I vow only a carry-on this time; only two pair of shoes), and tackling to-dos that must be done before I leave the country. Nightly, I’m rereading old journals, recently rescued from my storage unit, of a seven-month-long journey I took 25 years ago. Living in the past, anticipating the future, and doing my best to stay in the present. Impossible.

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