Travel theme: Possibility

The beginning of a new year fills me with a sense of boundless possibility; of places yet to be explored, people to encounter, experiences waiting to be uncovered. Here are a few photos that signal the promise of discovery or adventure.

A bend in the road, or in this case, a bend in the train tracks of the Empire Builder – and the thrill of discovering what’s hiding around the corner.

All the possibilities inherent in cracking open a book for the first time. Or catching a glimpse of a very old book at the Beinecke Rare Book & Manuscript Library in New Haven, CT.

But perhaps predictably, my favourite way to open up a world of possibilities is with the help of a good map. As a child I spent hours pouring over a giant, well-worn hardback world atlas my mother owned. I can still see it now if I close my eyes; so big it was taller than I was for quite some time; its musty, faded blue cover promising adventure and every page filled with unfamiliar, exotic and evocative place names.

What sparks your sense of limitless possibility? If you would like to join in (everyone’s welcome!) here’s what to do:

Create your own post and title it Travel theme: Possibility
Include a link to this page in your post so others can find it too
Get your post in by next Thursday, as the new travel theme comes out on Friday
Don’t forget to subscribe to keep up to date on the latest weekly travel themes. Sign up via the email subscription link in the sidebar or RSS

Show me the possibilities!

xxx Ailsa

If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of the potential, for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints, possibility never. And what wine is so sparkling, what so fragrant, what so intoxicating, as possibility! – Soren Kierkegaard

I dwell in possibility. – Emily Dickinson

About ailsapm

Hi there! I’m Ailsa Prideaux-Mooney. I’ve lived in many places, and travelled to many more. I had a lot of fun getting there and being there, wherever there happened to be at the time. I climbed a castle wall in Czesky Krumlov, abseiled down cliffs to go caving in the west of Ireland, slept on the beach in Paros, got chased by a swarm of bees in Vourvourou (ok that wasn’t fun, but it was exciting), learned flower arranging in Tokyo, found myself in the middle of a riot in Seoul, learned to snowboard in Salzburg, got lost in a labyrinth in Budapest and had my ice cream stolen by a gull in Cornwall. And I’m just getting started. If you’ve enjoyed what you’ve read so far, I’d love you to follow my travelogue - wheresmybackpack.com - and remember, anyone who tries to tell you it’s a small world hasn’t tried to see it all.

View all posts by ailsapm →