Travels

Work has started again. Back to normal days and back to travels.

Waiting. On airports and railway stations. Hours slip fast through my fingers while I read, I write in my diary or I just look around.

An interrailer is stubbornly travelling in Norway in early January. At the railways station she sits down with her Lonely Planet and a cup of coffee to warm her fingers. Her travel dreaming is infectious and easily find its way over to the next table where I sit with a mug of tea. Is it only by chance that my tea is called African Dreams?

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This week I got a letter from my friend in India. That's where my travel dreams are taking me.

Photos: airport near Stavanger, railway station in Oslo.