Spring is the season hope is rekindled, when broken blades
are renewed, and light washes the shadows. We can go barefoot in the grass,
pluck the charms of flowers, whistle in the warming breeze, and hit the winding
road.
But, as with any venture, travel can have its pitfalls
and pitsprings, if the traveler is not rightly attuned to or aware of warning
signs. Many, and I include myself, celebrate uncertainty, mystery, and well-planned trips
gone wrong. But it is just to a point, as nobody wants to go over the cliff of
recklessness.
For many years I've tested the parameters of travel,
and have made discoveries,
and mistakes. I've learned equally from both.
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