Travel

Around this time of the year, I really get the urge to hit the road and travel. It must be the remnant of "student" that I have in my system...the idea that the summer is one long weekend.
Anyway, I came upon this earlier today and thought that it might be interesting:
TravelBlog, which is a collection of online travel journals, blogs, and photos. Go check it out for a dose of vicarious escapism.
For no reason other than I'm already typing and might as well type more.
My favorite travel memories:
1) Going to the Nantahala River Gorge for kayaking, rafting, and mountain biking. I survived with all my limbs intact, and I got to do all these action-adventure stuff in one of the most scenic and beautiful areas of the east coast.
2) Visiting Lake Tahoe when my parents lived out there. I learned how to ski (or, more appropriately, how to avoid trees - "This is cool. Tree! TURN! This is so cool! Another tree! TURRRRN!), and we also got to visit the old gold mining towns that have become either a collection of wood shacks or a tourist attraction. The Lake Tahoe region is aggressively beautiful, with the lake the most vibrant shade of blue you've ever seen.
3) Traveling in trains across Europe, if only for the moments of introspection they allowed.
4) Visiting New York for the first time, which happened to be for a job interview. Didn't get the job, but at least I didn't stick out like a sore thumb. Years ago I would have loved to work in the city.
5) Walking the streets of the old section of Geneva with no agenda. Following my own path.