“The magic of travel is that you leave your home secure in your own knowledge and identity, but as you travel the world in all its richness intervenes, you meet people you could not invent, you see scenes you could never imagine. Your own world, which was so large as to consume your whole life. Becomes smaller and smaller until it is only one tiny dot in space and time. You return a different person. Many people don’t want to be travelers. They would rather be tourists. Flitting over the surface of other people’s lives while never really leaving their own. They try to bring their world with them, whether they go or try and recreate the world they left, they do not want to risk the security of their own understanding and see how small and limited their experiences really are. If we don’t offer ourselves to the world our senses dull. Our world becomes small and we lose our sense of wonder. Our eyes don’t lift to the horizon, we don’t hear the sounds around us, the edge is off our experience and we pass our days in a routine that is both comfortable and limiting. We wake up one day and find that we have lost our dreams in order to protect our days. Travel no matter how humble will etch new elements into your character. you will know the cutting moments of life where fear meets adventure and loneliness meets exhilaration. You will know what it means to push forward when you want to turn back. And when you have tragedies or great changes in your life you will understand that there are a thousand, a million ways to live an that your life will go onto something new and different and every bit as worthy as the life you are leaving behind.”

- Unknown

Given to us at camp in Sainte Luce, Madagascar by Stephanie Bistritz