Most of us are fortunate to be able to travel today to many parts of the world. It’s fascinating to meet people, both young and old, who have wonderful stories to share about places they have visited and adventures they have had. As one who likes to travel myself, I always tell anyone who says they’re off to some place to “take lots of pictures.” To have the experience of being in a different place is unsurpassed joy but we also need those images so that when we’re back home, we can relive those moments in a different way – hopefully with happy memories.
The faraway place that you see in the above collage is Fiji. “Fiji FEE-jee, officially the Republic of Fiji, is an island country in Melanesia in the South Pacific Ocean about 1,100 nautical miles northeast of New Zealand’s North Island.” (Wikipedia) I enjoyed the many different aspects of Fiji. While the beaches are unspoiled and Fiji is a popular tourist destination, there is poverty and political unrest there as well. That’s all part of the learning that comes from visiting another country. We see everything for ourselves.
This post is called “Far Away Places” because I fondly remember singing this song in our Glee Club at school and some of you may remember it too. Here are the lyrics along with some other collages of faraway places I visited and was reminiscing about.
Far away places with strange soundin’ names
Far away over the sea
Those far away places with the strange soundin’ names
Are callin’, callin’ me
Goin’ to China or maybe Siam
I want to see for myself
Those far away places I’ve been readin’ about
In a book that I took from the shelf
The Holland collage was made using Holland postcards that I photographed in my garden in Toronto. National dress is worn in Holland at folkloric events. It was fascinating to travel in Holland and to visit the Gouda cheese factory in the City of Gouda. I grew up eating Gouda cheese. Another favorite spot in Holland was the fishing village of Volendam. It was nice sitting near the water eating pommes de frites and fish.
I start gettin’ restless whenever I hear
The whistle of a train
I pray for the day I can get underway
And look for those castles in Spain
They call me a dreamer, well, maybe I am
But I know that I’m burnin’ to see
Those far away places with the strange soundin’ names
Callin’, callin’ me
I pray for the day when I’ll find a way
Those far away places to see
Those far away places with the strange soundin’ names
Callin’, callin’ me
Callin’, callin’, callin’ me
I did step on to many sandy beaches in Barbados and it was heavenly! There’s a lot more to “Bajan life” though than just beaches. Travel has a way of opening us to a greater awareness of the world around us and the people that inhabit it. It’s an education all by itself. These are some of the faraway places that I was fortunate to visit and I hope you enjoyed your visit with me.
“One must travel, to learn.”
― Mark Twain