Dream Trip 2009

Great Travel Moment

When my father spoke with wistfulness about the beauty of his country of birth and youth, I could never understand the longing in his voice. Walking down dirt roads and cobbled sidewalks and viewing nature in its ultimate beauty caused a spark of understanding; and as I walked down an abyss and viewed the ancient beauty of its hidden wonders, I finally understood my father's sorrow. As I sit here, and remember the ingenuity of man and the beauty that is God, I too am struck with that curse emotion that choked my father with tears-nostalgia.