Saturday 18 June 2011

voyage voyage

Just about a month out from our next grand adventure, I realize the that more and more planning is going into our vacations.  I do not know exactly how I feel about that, but I also realize that it is not the planning, hand-wringing and failure to keep to schedule that one remembers.  That's forgettable, though the trips are not, and maybe they all started out that way--at least.  I know we've been spontaneous and it is not as if planning accounts for every contingency and relieves one of the ability to be adaptable or shun surprise and discovery--quite the opposite, and I know it's just selective-memory to think of past holidays as seemless and random as traveling in the TARDIS or Count Duckula's castle.  There's a bit of day-dreaming to a plan as well, and that process together is what takes charge when one finally does hit the road.