Over the past year or so I’ve been busy with other writing (mainly for TravelPulse) and I haven’t had as much time as I might have liked to write on my blog here. Sure, every once in a while I’m gripped by the desire to write something nostalgic about growing up or traveling in the halcyon days of the 80s and 90s (which aren’t quite as romantic for some older folks who remember earlier times) but offline I’ve continued discussing all things travel with my friends at pretty much the same clip.
Then I began to think. These stories ought to be posts.
My friends and I sometimes have divergent travel tastes. Some of them like AirBnB much more than I do. Others will spend more time camping or staying with friends–also travel experience types I tend to avoid.
But as travelers, we have a lot of similarities. We revel in detail, whether it’s a unique airport carpet, or a history-stepped major league baseball stadium. We relish the occupation of voyaging, and while we have our irritations like any traveler, we tend to take it in stride because the roses outshine and outweigh the thorns. Because we’re observational in nature, we lean toward unvarnished truth bordering on cynicism, although somewhat tempered by enthusiasm.
The Voyagers, as I’ve taken to thinking of them as the next formative step in the future of AbFabSkyLife will post with their own voice and perspective once I’ve introduced them over the next several days.
I’ve enjoyed their travel stories for years, and I hope you’ll join me.