Kamchatka: read it

The trip beyond the road trip.

Sometimes you have to remove yourself from your daily life and routine to do the things that mean the most to you. That is how I happened to find myself snuggled into a vinyl dinette set of a Comfort Inn on a dreary grey morning.  The view was of eighteen wheelers slogging down the highway, and I was desperately grasping a paper cup of coffee in one hand and my book (my book!) in the other.  I could not have been more content.

Road trips are all about getting out to see places you’ve never been. But in this case, this one morning, it was about getting into a space in my head that I hadn’t had time to visit in quite some time. Page after page I followed where Harry and Marcelo Figueras took me. Reading. Rereading. Wishing there was more when I got to the end, but knowing that I had been given more than enough. It was the road food that would sustain the long day of driving ahead and the soul food to nourish a tireless imagination.

2 thoughts on “Kamchatka: read it

  1. I don’t get it. What were you doing “that meant the most to you”? I know this was a long time ago…I’ve been reading all your musings in one shot (I’m new here) and this one in particular stands out as being different from the rest. Caught my attention because of the book. PS. I also have a rescue dog from the South. Keep up the good work!

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