Traveling is often not about a destination; in fact, it may
be the least important part of a journey.
What is far more important are the experiences and interactions we have
along the way. More so than many of my trips, the interactions in Hobart were
significant and personal. While there are several significant sites seen and observed,
these are not what will remain in my memory. Instead, spending time in suburban
homes, enjoying good meals and better conversations, having a go at backyard
cricket, and sitting at cafés and restaurants talking, laughing and sharing
stories will be my primary memories. It was not my intent to travel to Tasmania
to hold a four-day old baby, but how lucky am I to have that among my catalog
of experiences? When I reread this brief entry in the future, it will help me to
remember a conversation in which a five-year old friend described the intricacies
his new Christmas toy, a Gup X, based upon the children’s television series The Octonauts. His fascinated cousins
looked on as he described all the sea creatures that could be rescued by the
Gup X vehicle.
Traveling and meeting new people turn mundane events into
fond memories and important experiences. Our lives are richer because of them.
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