The geography of love: Back home in Indiana
I am an incurable romantic. I fall in love too easily, both with people and with places. Wherever I travel, I daydream myself a new home.
While in China, I fell in love with Souzhou, a magical city of formal gardens and temples. The people were warm and welcoming. Many stopped me on the street to talk, each "conversation" rich with waving hands. One elderly gentleman shared his lunch with me. I wanted to stay forever.
Mazatlan, Mexico, a place I return to again and again, calls to me. The people I have come to know treat me as if I were a relative. I feel at home there. I c...
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