Five Photos From May
Chattahoochee river walk… that’s a mouthful. With the recent cold snap moving through Pittsburgh and big brother taking a new ladyfriend out there, my travel toes wouldn’t mind dipping in for a stroll along this beautiful Columbus, Georgia river walk.
P.S. TIckets have been bought for one of my American Friday Five places! Travel bug is getting its groove on.
Appreciating America and the sites close to home is high on my list of activities since completing my Peace Corps service. Falling Water has been a TTP destination before, but after watching a documentary with my Mom at the local library, I can’t wait for the weather to warm up for us to make our way to the most visited art exhibit in the region. Even if it happens to be a house. One thing the documentary makes you notice is the inside is as much of a must see as the scenery surrounding it.
Five Photos From Phipps Conservatory– Playing tourist in your own hometown is surprisingly amazing. Phipps Conservatory was never really my cup of tea, but after a day blowing around Oakland with my brother exploring our old stomping grounds at University of Pittsburgh, it was good to get out of the cold and winter gray-scape and into an explosion of color and life. A full post about Phipps is likely to follow sometime soon.
On such a lovely spring day, I feel so appreciative of the changing of seasons from cold to warm. And especially not to be suffering in the nearly unbearable Thai heat in April. Instead I’m stepping my toes into the tentative spring flowers and dreaming of the day I can see the cherry blossoms in full bloom in this beautiful nation’s capital in Washington D.C.
Yeah, I’m getting a little flower obsessed. There will be more pictures of them coming
India. An extremely popular place for PC Thailand Volunteers to travel post service. I might be going home right away, but I’ll be creeping on my friends’ photos to see what this majestic place has in store for them. On the road to jaw dropping places like the Taj Mahal (predictable, I know, but it’s on my travel bucket list) or in this mountain town of Leh, I wouldn’t mind getting knocked off my feet by India.
One last week in my rural village. It’s feeling bittersweet. There’s been many ups and downs and I’m looking forward to the next step. But this week, I want to be completely here, in the middle of nowhere, even in my travel dreams. I won’t be able to wander these back roads through the rice fields for much longer.