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Travels of a vagabond: Traveling three states in three days : The Tri-State area of Kentucky, Tennessee and Virginia
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008. Traveling three states in three days : The Tri-State area of Kentucky, Tennessee and Virginia. There’s only one other thing in the world that comes close to my love for traveling. And that is my love for planning the next trip, the next journey, the next travel adventure to go on. There’s nothing quite as much fun (except going on the trip itself, duh! DAY 1 - CUMBERLAND GAP NATIONAL HISTORICAL PARK (KENTUCKY-VIRGINIA-TENNESSEE). January 1, 2009 at 4:51 AM. New Year, Old Tro...
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Travels of a vagabond: Enchanted land of the hoodoos: Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah
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Thursday, December 25, 2008. Enchanted land of the hoodoos: Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah. FROM THE GRAND CIRCLE DIARIES. For miles and miles around the American southwest stretches a gigantic stretch of land where nature let loose its wild streak and in a mad fit of creative inspiration painted the landscape a riot of spectacular warm colors. The Grand Circle, it is called. Scenic byway 12 leading to Bryce Canyon National Park. Red Canyon in Dixie Forest on the way to Bryce Canyon National Park.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: Feelings...
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Friday, October 24, 2014. It's weird and strange.this perfect amalgamation of two souls to create this weird strange third soul that stands in between lost to both lands but in a strange and weird way at home in both. And then there is me trapped in the middle. Caught somewhere between that wistful sentimentalism and being able to touch feelings. Unable to find words. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Come travel with me. Get your own VisualDNA™.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: February 2010
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Wednesday, February 17, 2010. Bringing flowers, I placed my hand on my heart that weeps nostalgically, not once daring to uncover the memories from their burial ground, lest they haunt me. Not once daring to tell the saddest story ever told. Vagabond © 2010. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Come travel with me. Get your own VisualDNA™. Interesting people and places along the way. 24 hours in Berlin. And a new month, a year and a decade begins. One day after work.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: December 2009
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Thursday, December 3, 2009. 8221; Your unconditional acceptance. The face in the mirror that I inherited from you. The care you always showed even when there was just silence from my end. The words I never said. The many excuses that I made. I never once said how much I care for you, and it’s the deepest regret I’ll ever have. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Come travel with me. Get your own VisualDNA™. Interesting people and places along the way.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: Unwritten
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Wednesday, February 17, 2010. Bringing flowers, I placed my hand on my heart that weeps nostalgically, not once daring to uncover the memories from their burial ground, lest they haunt me. Not once daring to tell the saddest story ever told. Vagabond © 2010. February 17, 2010 at 7:24 PM. February 20, 2010 at 8:41 AM. Nicely written, I second you on that. But the one should be living in the present right? Btw the question is to myself. :). February 20, 2010 at 11:26 PM. Hey, please ...
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Memoirs of a vagabond: Relationships
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Monday, November 9, 2009. So fluid. So mercurial. Dissolved before ever created. Created before it could dissolve. Existent even amidst nonexistence. Nonexistent even amidst its existence. A concrete identity even when unnamed. A slippery nothingness even when named. The complicated web of trust. Fine threads. Delicate strings. A beautiful silk tapestry. But pull one string and it comes undone. I just let you reach in and grab my heart. November 9, 2009 at 1:10 PM.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: November 2009
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Tuesday, November 17, 2009. Do you believe in fate? That sneaky old lady who creeps upon you when you least expect it? Startling you and then laughing uproariously at her own dirty joke. That mean, cranky old hag who carries all your good fortune in that dirty sack over her shoulder and laughs menacingly at you as you stare at the empty packets of nothingness she hands over to you when you beg? Do you believe in fate? She just curled up her wrinkled lips and smiled at me today.
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Memoirs of a vagabond: September 2009
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Memoirs of a vagabond. Friday, September 18, 2009. At first all I see are the eyes. Eyes without bodies. Big green dots lighting up the pitch darkness of the night like fireflies. As my sleepy eyes grow accustomed to the blue black darkness outside of my tent, silhouettes start to come alive. This isn’t the memory of a single morning, but rather the nostalgia of countless memories of waking up to countless breathless sunrises in my beloved Kenya. Thursday, September 17, 2009. Vagabond © 2009. And that...