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What I did on my vacation

2 collageOver the years, I have developed quite an adventure lust,  journeying to such places as Greece, Turkey, Venice, Berlin and Prague, Israel, Jordan  and Australia.  Wherever I go I come back with a fresh perspective on our work and many times I return with ideas which I subsequently help develop into books.

This year was no different although our trip was a bit more exotic and adventurous than they have been in the past.  In mid-September, we went to Kenya on the east coast of Africa and journeyed on a nine- day safari.  We flew all over the country, from Nairobi where we visited Karen Blixen’s  home  (Out of Africa), to the foot of Mt. Kilimanjaro, to the Mara and Mt. Kenya, and back to Nairobi.  We went on at least a dozen game drives, saw the great migration and experienced the thrill of a hot air balloon ride (with its scary, controlled crash landing).  Ultimately we returned with wonderful photographs and stories to tell.

3 collageAnd, as in the past, I came back with a couple of book ideas that I am actively pursuing—a book about what the world would be like without wildlife and another about giraffes.  I am really hoping that one or both of these come to fruition.

In the end, this vacation was restorative to my psyche and my creativity.  Vacations should do that for all of us—enable us to renew our energy, so to speak.

I’d love to hear your vacation experiences and what resulted from your time away.  I hope you will share those here.

2 Responses to What I did on my vacation

  1. Kate says:

    Well, I did not go on safari, see Blixen’s home, or fly to the base of Mt. Kilimanjaro – all of which cause me jealousy, so thank you 😉

    In the midst of building a home, we kept it simple, and traveled two hours away to Hilton Head. There, we jumped waves, attempted to collect conchs and found most were inhabited with hermit crabs, so we raced them. We didn’t win and our daughter cried. We used it as a teaching moment – we win some, we lose some, etc… Our tiny boy never grew tired of biking the trails, though he slammed his helmet on the ground a few times.

    A much needed respite came when the grands offered to take our little people so we could see the island from a monkey’s view, ziplining through the trees. Once the initial nervousness wore off, I was ready to zip line in Costa Rica.

    My bucket list grows.

  2. Lynn says:

    Thanks for sharing, Jane. There’s no better means of education, tolerance for cultural differences, broadening of the mind and spirit, etc., than traveling. As far back as I can remember, I wanted to travel and see the world. And I did, to over sixty countries around the world and I stayed to live in eight of them to know the people, the customs, and the languages better. There are still places I want to go and visit, but what I’ve learned is the world is not that big and people are not that different. And the human spirit is much stronger than we imagine.

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