packing my old kit bag . . .

and heading to Savannah. Not quite yet but reservations made. It is time once again to get out of Dodge and sate a little wanderlust. We have been there before . . . on the fly . . . a quick place to lay our bodies before heading on. This time we will spend a night or two . . . meander . . . eat . . . explore . . . soak up the differences. Frank travels, I think, for the pure sense of exploration . . I, to freeze little moments in time . . . and in memory - my camera packed . . . everyone has a different reason . . . running to . . . running from . . . the temptation of a new palette . . . it doesn't matter why . . . just enough to go