Travel Diary

Today I’m grateful I’ve still got the travel diary I kept while seeing Thailand and Europe with my parents in 1985. I’m so glad I kept the maps and currency, some from Dubrovnik when it was part of Yugoslavia. I have a cigarette packet with a hand-drawn map from some old guy in a tiny town in central Turkey (Bahçeli) helping us find our way when we took a wrong turn out of Ürgüp. 30 years later and I still have a clear memory of that day.

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