Wanderlust – once you’ve caught it it never really goes away.
As a kid I spent all my money on Viewmaster Photos of the World series which came complete with a stamp and coin from the featured country.
In 1965 my dad’s father was in his 90s and dad figured it might be our last chance to see him so off we went to Denmark.
Itinerary for my first trip, Denmark 1965.
The cover of my first travel journal.
I had planned to save the little packets of salt and pepper but those apparently didn’t survive the trip.
A page from my travel journal with saved postcards. I was in wonder over everything!
And I saved everything!
My first camera, this wondrous Kodak – it even has its own little tripod!
A couple of my first travel photos, extensively edited so you can tell what they are. No selfies though…
You caught wanderlust at a young age. How old were you?
I’ve done two posts for this one – the first one showing the planning I did for a trip around the world when I was around seven; this trip was when I was 11.
Yes, I noticed that moments after my comment, of course. Your fetching of old travel journals and weaving a story around them makes for some great readfing!
Love it- I remember viewmasters- we had Amsterdam. Keep travelling!
I still have my view masters somewhere – as you may have noticed I’ve not been particularly prone to throwing anything out!
I loved seeing these photos. How wonderful that you still have these mementoes to reminisce on the memories.
I’d been doing a bunch of decluttering when i found all of this. The diary was the biggest find – it’s not often you get to see back into the mind of your 11 year old self.
The true wanderlust spirit 🙂
I definitely have the bug!
What great souvenirs to keep all these years!
I’ve been trying to get rid of things lately. But I find that almost everything I’ve kept has to do with memories and I’m finding it hard to let go – putting it all in a post really helps although I suspect that none of this trip is going to get tossed…
It’s the hardest thing to throw out things like that! (Keep them!!)
I guiltily suspect I will!
These are precious. I used to save so much of stuff like that and then left it all behind when I moved to Tuscany. I figured I’d be getting new things. 😀 Which I am but I still hope those old treasures survive somewhere in boxes. I spent a week in Denmark and loved the nature and the sky most of all. And the people, so curious, polite and powerful somehow. Also – you were travelling on my mom’s 19th birthday. 🙂
It is so hard to leave old treasures behind. We are currently in the process of downsizing and I am having the hardest time with my mom’s old bike from the late 40s – and mine since the 60s. So many stories but we have no place for it. I went out for one last bike ride today and took multiple photos of it – hopefully I can let it go and have the photos for the memories, maybe…
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