Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.
Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Fottles Travels
The blog of a freelance writer with a financially crippling love for travel. Send help.
Finding Italy in Tuscany
Searching for the realisation of my Italian travel fantasies for years, it took a spontaneous invite to the Tuscan mountains to deliver above and beyond expectations.
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