Thursday Seeds | Travel in your Head

Traveling to the fun places! That’s where we want to go. It’s cheap. Cheaper than the real thing! Unless you haven’t actually been anywhere, then your head isn’t full of amazing places. You have to feed the library or it really is boring in there… or here.

The beauty of a collective is sharing. Even if I’ve never had the pleasure of going to Hawaii, I can still get there if I know some folks who have and they share photos. Photos are so much easier to share with the internet. They let us intersect into each other’s lives in a way we didn’t have growing up if you are Gen X.  That’s right folks, Gen Xer’s were all the rage when I was growing up and now they are just lumped into the boomers by the young ones.  Yayyy us! GenZ is better! Why? (They are younger and wise.) #really?

It’s our own damn fault for not making a difference. Or we did make a difference and that’s why we aren’t known for it. Or it’s not even relevant if we made or make a difference based on a whole generation.

Gen Xer’s were the champions of no stereo type but embracing them anyways.  How many had tattoos before 25? Small number. Does that mean they were good followers of the trend? Now the trend is to have them. Or is it? Culture. Let’s change it. 

Can we do that and hold down the job, keep the aging parents happy, and raise the kids? We did…most of us. Now the kids are interns or in the work force doing their thing, thinking about settling down. Gen X empty nesters are …. Traveling in their heads. They are traveling in the real world too but isn’t this fad called the computer really stylish strapped to our arms? Travel the world.

Do you have friends in New Zealand at this very moment? You can reach out to them from your wrist! Is your head, your wrist? (Stupid question.).  So if you can go anywhere, were would you go? Someplace you didn’t know existed when you were growing up?

Do you realize we even celebrate New Year’s different now? It’s all about the time zones. You can celebrate it early or late in your favorite cities of the world with the click of a button. Is someone you know there? Call them! You can.

I had no idea there was a city called the Blue City. (Chefchaouen, Morocco) The history of it, the culture of it, is foreign to me. I want to know more and I want to see the curved blue arches with yellow contrast for myself. Sure, I can see the pictures, but what does it look like in real life?  If I see it, then I KNOW it’s real, It’s not just in my head.  Everything shifts then.

What language do you need to know?  Spanish. Or French.  Most know Spanish and the higher educated know French. If they know those languages, chances are high that English is also known. The Jewish folk fleeing the Spanish Inquisition are a part of the city’s history. Are they all jewish now? No. Mostly Muslim.   So why this city instead of Tangier? It’s a great question. In a word: blue.

Here’s an unfinished sketch from a photo of the landscape. It’s a close and far place to see. Is blue burned into the retina’s of the locals? Do they see the color yellow differently? (Yellow is the complimentary opposite of blue. Duh. Just saying.)

In a word: blue.