“Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness. “

It is warmer today than it has been. I didn’t gasp from the cold when I went to get the papers. It is around 40˚  and will even be a bit warmer tomorrow; however, the cold will be back with a vengeance on Tuesday so these warm days are a bit of a gift from fickle Mother Nature. Gracie and I have a few things to do today so I’m glad for the winter warmth.

My heat is forced hot air. I hear the blast when the furnace goes on. When I was growing up, we had forced hot water. I used to love the sound of the radiators. It was comforting in a way. A few years ago I lost electricity because of a winter storm. My house was 37˚ before the heat came back on. I don’t ever remember losing electricity in the winter when I was a kid. I remember we lost it during a hurricane when a tree fell on the wires, but that was in late summer. I never felt inconvenienced. I doubt kids do. Most things become an adventure of sorts. Having to use candles for light and the barbecue for cooking was a kind of camping, but at home with comfy beds and no mosquitos. I thought it was great fun.

I still love adventures. Around here I go for rides down roads I’ve never been on before. I take all lefts or all rights and am always surprised by what I see. I went to Morocco on my own, and that was an adventure. I did all right turns in the souk one day. I loved everything I saw and found. At one point I had no idea where I was, but I didn’t care. I knew I’d eventually find my way. I just had to choose a direction.

I love my life, but sometimes I wish I had more money to travel. I want adventures in places I’ve never been before. I want to get lost.

 

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6 Comments on ““Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness. “”

  1. Richard Says:

    Although my ‘travelin’ days’ are best viewed in Life’s Rearview Mirror now, I enjoyed it during my several incarnations in the ‘bid’ness world.’ Never went overseas, but then, I never wanted to. Saw a goodly part of the Newnited States thanks in part to businesses I worked for fronting the travel & hotel expenses. Food was on my own, but if I could substantiate the meal being part of wining and dining a client, it was expensable. I still look back fondly on the travels the U. S. Army paid for when I went from post to post … nothing like having your very own private Pullman Sleeper car …

    I guess my heating system’s like yours. I can always hear the blower kick in when the thermostat’s set point is reached. We had radiators only in school; none at home. The smell was distinct enough that I still remember it – and the faint ‘Essence of Toasted Paint’ coming off the hot metal.

    We lost electricity for the first time in my memory in the Storm of 1947 (they didn’t call ’em ‘hurricanes’ then). After everything had blown over (so to speak), Mom and Dad took us for a ride to view the ‘end product.’ I still remember Dad being outraged at the guys in a huge stake-body truck in the bus turnaround of Audubon Park charging $5 for a block of ice. That was big money then … hell, in some places it still is.

    ‘Adventure’ is no longer an active word in my vocabulary. I’m ‘adventured’ out. I’ve earned my Life of Sloth et Excess, and I’m damned well gonna enjoy what’s left of it before I lay me down ever so gently for the Eternal Dirt Nap.

    Thinking back on my Days of High Adventure, I remember the first thing I did whenever I entered a new city or town I wanted to investigate: I got lost. Intentionally. My rationale (in those pre-satellite days) was that, if I could remember how I found my way from where I was to my intended goal, I could always find my way out again in an emergency. It worked pretty well, and if I were still traveling now, I’d still be doin’ it the same way. We don’t need no steenking ‘GPS’ …

    • katry Says:

      Richard,
      I haven’t seen all that much of the United States. I jump around and don’t see what’s in the middle.

      Even when I was young, I knew I wanted to travel, to see my geography book pictures for real. In Europe, South America and Africa I’ve seen so many amazing things. The travel bug is now part of my DNA, compliments of Peace Corps who first sent me to Africa.

      I love getting lost. I’m surprised by everything I see.

  2. Hedley Says:

    Travelling is on my mind as well – its a January sort of thing. I want to take The Prince to see the Mouse, he likes that and so do we, I know I will be in Paris for the football, the pound is crashing and I want to buy the stuff I wanted to buy but didn’t buy but is too cheap not to buy right now – which means a plane ride or the internet. I have stuff I need to do in Ulm this year but my work might get in the way.

    I wasn’t on the driveway this morning – first time in how knows long and I am sure my neighbor was glad not to hear the Torro spluttering up and down and my general complaining about life at 5.00 am with ugly wind chills

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I knew about Ulm but I didn’t know the when. I do like your logic concerning the pound and why buying now is sensible and a savings of sorts.

      5:00 is far too early to be rudely awakened by a motor. Your neighbor must be quite patient.

  3. olof1 Says:

    You wouldn’t have liked to get Your paper here this morning, by the time You would have gone out it was -4F here 🙂 It was actually less cold when I drove to work though and I’m glad mother nature decided to wait with the temperature drop until I had driven away 🙂

    Since I moved here I’ve had a few times when the power has died but only for two hours at a time as longest. But I have the stove so I know i wouldnt be freezing but I wouldn’t have any water though. Then again my neighbors would since they have municipal water so I wouldn’t have far to get some water for the dogs, cats and a pot of tea 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      That is really cold. I doubt I’d want to leave the house for anything. Staying home in my cozy clothes in a warm house sounds perfect.

      If the electricity goes out, I’d have nothing. Here it goes out usually at least a day and sometimes more. I checked into getting a generator but it was expensive. I’ll just hope for the electricity.


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