Way back in January when this blog was a mere two months old, I wrote one of my most popular blog posts ever: Places To Go Bucket List. The list consisted of ten places, but I only really went into the first few, which I have checked off. Since then, the list has changed a bit, and I figured I’d finish explaining why I’ve chosen these places for my list.
I woke up at 6am on a Sunday morning. I think the woman I was sharing the hostel room with was pissed off at me, but from what I could tell, she had somewhere to be pretty early, too. Still, I completely understand not wanting to wake up to the sound of someone else’s alarm clock.
Even though it’s technically Sunday, I will be writing as if it’s still yesterday.
Today, I have something to write about. I took no pictures, but I actually did something besides sit in the library and write (which feels like all I’m doing these days and unfortunately not much of that writing is for this blog).
When I was young, I sort of created my own version of a bucket list. Mine was different, though, because instead of having a list of things to do, I put together a list of places to go. The list was made up of major cities and although I didn’t mind what order I crossed them off the list, over the years, I’ve visited the cities on the list in the order I wrote them down. Coincidence? Maybe.
The first of my many journeys between Winchester and home was…an adventure. I wrote it all down a while back, and now it’s today’s Saturday Story! Hope you like it.