Passport Not NecessaryGrowing up I had the great fortune to be the daughter of parents who loved to travel whose profession was teaching. They had the summers off and I joined in their wanderlust.
We spent weeks on the road visiting the states, sites, the not-so-populated parks and many locations away from the conventional stops. There were other weeks and other summers hitting Europe hard along with time in South America.
After graduation I spent the better part of a year to travel on my own which included traveling by rail in China (a month-long train pass was ridiculously cheap and food was 65 cents a day from a gigantic rice bowl with unknown veggies and some stewed creature from rail-stop vendors) and in the Middle East. Personally, I found the folks in China, and I covered ground from Shanghai to Chengdu, the most friendly and helpful in all of my limited travel.
I love to travel and I'm involved in a peripheral way in the travel business.
Sometimes, I've found, there are great spots to visit close to home. I know this group is world travel and there a thousand places I want to see but close to home to me may be someone else's journey.
An hour from where I live in southwest Florida is a wonderful outing to the town of Punta Gorda and the "Pottery Express and Bamboo Farm." The acres of unique firings from Viet Nam, China and Mexico really goes well with the bamboo forest. It's also home to several talented artists and their small shops. Fun to wander and, like a panda, have lunch in the noon darkness of the bamboo plants.
Urns, planters, and pottery for every purpose.
Full-grown Budda Belly bamboo. Gets to be about 12 feet I
think. I lugged home a seven-gallon pot for the backyard.
My new fav outpost along with Jan, the proprietor and teacher
(holding a silken scarf, my next project with her) and the box
embellished with broken plates made in the first class.
Headed back this week.