It's hard to believe our trip to the land down under was already four years ago. When I pulled this out, it all came flooding back, just like I hope it will in 24 years when I dust it off and flip it open. The power of travel journals. And since I have trouble remembering what I did last week, I hope these journals will be the pneumonic device for my life!
One of my favorite places to mine travel journal fodder is from the seat pocket in front of me. As well as the chit-chat that I hear and engage in on the flight to my destination. The airline magazine had an ad for the "Australian Government Department of Health and Aging". I loved that! A socially progressive government, with a vision for it's constituency. What a concept! And vegemite…an acquired taste…the flight attendant convinced me to try a little on a piece of toast…yup! Anchovies and dirt! But I believe in trying the food of a place, so I gave it a go.
A simple page of snippets of ephemera that bring all the memories flooding back. The Pier was a restaurant that we took a water taxi to one night. Across the bay, at night, great seafood, wine and friends. And it all comes flooding back with that one little paper reminder.