I hardly fill my diary these days. It is literally empty. Good or bad? I don't know. Sometimes I am overwhelmed inside and I am on the venting mode. Months together I was so diligent in writing everything I felt. Now things have changed. Or have I changed? Life has so much to throw at you that you don’t try to question or ponder over anything! So here I am.
I thought that I’d do some justice in at least maintaining a travel log here. Nowadays I have to dig my photo album and work through the notes to remember the names of places I visited in the past decade. I am getting organized, you know. I print photographs, tag places and dates in a journal. Although I like the e-albums, I love the hard copies. Don’t you prefer letters to emails? God knows how many letters I must have written during school and college times! I’ve still got tons that I received, my treasures :)
Back to travel journal. I visited some nice fall places this year. It was my long time wish to visit a friend in Lexington, KY (the birth place of Kentucky Fried Chicken and Abraham Lincoln, seriously I saw boards of former than latter!) and also the Great Smoky Mountains. Smokies has been on radar since my time in Charlotte, NC - during those really weird 8 months in ’05-‘06. I did catch some fall colors in Charlotte during Nov’05. It was brief but sooo beautiful. V wanted to visit Chicago, he’s been there before. But he wanted to stay in downtown, walk the magnificent mile, and more importantly meet his longtime friend too. So I came up with this brilliant plan of combining everything into one. My planning was so-so this time. To be honest, I should say it was awful. This is what happens when you intend to kill all the hard earned (m’eh) miles to buy flight tickets. The plan was to fly to Chicago, drive to Lexington, halt, drive to Smokies, halt, drive back to Lexington, halt, drive to Chicago, halt and fly back home. How’s that for planning?