I’m always nervous before I travel. I have no idea why. You’d think after a certain point it would be familiar, but it never is. I always worry just a bit and feel a tad overwhelmed. So when I took the wrong metro train in Paris the other night I had to check myself- after I was annoyed- and give myself a little grace.
You see, I really do like traveling. I prefer not to do it alone. Yet even that is becoming more comfortable. It seems that I need to be comfortable in the uncomfortable. There’s a life lesson in there somewhere. That and the grace thing. Once I slip into that place of being okay with uncomfortable and offering myself a little grace to be awkward and slow navigating unfamiliar places I can relax and enjoy the journey. Which really is what all this adventure is about, no?
Katerbury Tales 
So glad you are adjusting. Your pictures are awsome just like I hope the rest of this adventure wil be.
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