I’m in class all day. But my granddaughter currently travels throughout Italy with a backpack and an adventurous attitude. Her blog says:
A vacation is a break from everyday life that in the end leaves you to return to the same pattern.
This is a factory reset. The goal is to come back as someone completely new, refreshed, and open minded.
To rediscover what it is to be human, not to be an American.
That’s quite a statement. “To rediscover what it is to be human, not an American.” Imagine understanding the world from a human perspective, rather than a national or personal perspective. I’ve heard that some where; I believe that somewhere. Imagine.
Today, she enjoyed Venice, a city I would love to visit. I missed her travels there and any live feeds while I was teaching and at the dentist. I can hardly wait to learn about her visit. She always talks to the local residents and learns about each city and place she visits. Just think of a city whose roads are rivers, or rather canals fluctuating with the sea’s tide and connecting the tiny islands from which the city arose ten years before the birth of Jesus.
I would have loved to see this city as she floated through the canals, winding through the waterways. What would that be like? The colors in the pictures of the houses and shops, the waves reflecting the lights of the sun, the moon, the city lights, or perhaps the fishy smell from the sea, or the constant sounds of boats bouncing on the waves and clanking on the docks. What happens when the tide recedes? So many questions about such a different type of city.
As a child, the journeys and story of the Venetian Marco Polo intrigued me — how he needed to open his mind and be more than a Venetian; I’m sure that’s why Venice has always been interesting as well.
And Allison is my Marco Polo.
I missed it.
Wonderment: asking questions
Links: Venice, Marco Polo, Allison’s blog, Imagine.