Having recently begun this blog to share and document some travel memories and stories, I have thought about all the trips I have made a loooonnnnng time ago… the ones I seem to barely remember except for those few details that stand out such as:
Italy – first trip – not our honeymoon ha ha – sleeping inside the Venice train station to save money
Greece- independent trip – dressing in togas and partying (a bit too much) in Corfu
Greece – school trip – sneaking out the hotel window to meet some guys (yup…me… the rule follower) Oops, Jade just read this as she prepares to go on her first school trip to Europe!
Czech Republic – it was called Czhechoslovakia then and Prague hadn’t been discovered yet so was less of a fun zone and more of a sombre zone; everything in the stores seemed like it was under counters and you had to pick by pointing; overall I remember it as pretty but depressing
West Germany and East Germany – taking the train from West Germany into East Germany and being drilled by the soldiers/customs people (?) and their dogs about our purposes for travel
East Germany – going through Checkpoint Charlie and spending the day fending off requests for our jeans and watches
Anyways with digital photos, computer, blogs and technology, it makes me wonder about the travel I did before these inventions – as those memories fade, and the photos can’t be found, and the letters have disappeared… did they really exist if there is no evidence of them… other than these foggy strange memories that stand out from the rest?
For the most part, my kids do not know anything about those trips; just quick references to having been there and the odd thing I can conjure about the place. For that reason, I want to blog about our travel adventures now, so they too, don’t wake up and wonder one day what was so special about Guatemala or what exactly happened on that Sahara trip.
So I am going to blog for them and for you, the odd soul who enjoys a crazy story or two, or just likes looking at pics, like I do.
Hope you enjoy 🙂 and happy travels too,
Cheryl
four camels and a coffee to go 
I completely agree with you too. I have a terrible memory and were it not for photographic evidence I would have a hard time convincing myself that I have seen the places I have seen 🙂 I am so tempted to jot down past travel stories simply so they don’t vanish in the sands of time 😉
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That is exactly what I have started to do. If I don’t I know they will be “gone”. I consider this “blogging” to be an easier form and quicker form of scrapbooking. Thanks for dropping by and commenting. 🙂
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Trust me the pleasure was all mine. Will be back soon to read more about your adventures 🙂
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Thank you so much. I will be closer to you soon when I move to Egypt.
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I feel the same about the travel I’ve done in the past. I didn’t write it down and I am visually impaired, unable to see pictures anymore. I didn’t even write when I went to Ireland four years ago and I fear I have lost something of the memories, as good as mine is usually. I want to write so I will never again forget these things.
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I so agree with you on the value of putting it down so at least we can remember our own experiences. I can’t believe how much I forget about my past now. Just not as clear as it once was.
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