There can often be a case made for just staying home. I can’t believe that I’ve just written that. The Sunday Traveler has been in transition over the last several weeks (it’s really been two months total), and on the roll of the dice, I’ve landed in a place that will only whet my appetite to travel more. Once I can absorb all there is here in my new location now called home. I am in a little town northeast of San Francisco on the Carquinez Straits that found me; Benicia.
Early morning, mid-day or evening I’m transfixed by the beauty, and it brings nothing but inspiration
The Sunday Traveler is giving herself a couple of months here at home before getting on a plane to head out again. Right over that bridge that ships and barges sail under to head out to sea; due west.