Travel theme: Belonging

Looking at the photos of the Fremont dinosaurs I am struck by how much they seem to belong where they are, and I thought that might make an interesting topic for this week’s travel theme. What does belonging mean? It could be a treasured possession that belongs to one person – like Winnie-the-Pooh belonged to Christopher Robin…

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The original Winnie-the-Pooh looking a little homesick; it’s a long way from New York to 100 Acre Wood.

…or a park that belongs to a nation.

Grand Tetons National Park

It could be a community that creates a sense of belonging…

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Circle of hands at Holi Festival

… or just one special person.

It could be something so old it can’t help but belong…

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Temples at dawn in Tikal

…or a place you know so well it feels like home.

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xxx Ailsa

We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect. – Aldo Leopold

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. – Walt Whitman

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.

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