|Sailing from Sochi, Russia to Haifa, Israel on the MS Restoration ('95)|
As I watched the The Bible series on the History channel the other night, I was taken back to the days when Rob and I traveled through Israel. The Dead Sea, the Sea of Galilee, Masada, and ahh, the Holy City, Jerusalem, surfaced from my memory bank. David's citadel, the Upper Room, the old city, and my favorite place, the Western Wall where I placed my small, white piece of paper between the stones.
|Rob and I at the Western Wall|
Rob and I have traveled to many countries and found each one unique. But no matter where we travel, or live, what makes up the places where we are? The people. It's the people who add flavor, zest, and wonder to that particular corner of the world. Cultures are different, so the people are in so many ways. In my travels, I took the time to get to know the Swedes, Norwegians, Finnish, Russians, Estonians, Latvians, Turks, Greeks, Israelis. And of course I have to add that their delicious food and delicacies was icing on my cake! (note: I write about my travels in my novel, Lady and the Sea)
When we moved from sunny Southern California to sultry South Carolina, it was a big adjustment. More for Rob than me. I was born here so I was returning to my southern roots. But Rob is a beach boy at heart. Thankfully, we are only a few hours from the east coast shores, and we can visit our hometown of Huntington Beach periodically, but this is our home now. We are surrounded by big-hearted folks who have taken us in like their own children. Pretty nice since we're in our mid-sixties.
|Driving down the Interstate|
I wish you smooth driving and highways of blessings!
|And remember ... there's NO PLACE like HOME|
At the end of the journey we'll surely rest with God.
So let's keep at it and eventually arrive at the place of rest