Looking out the window at the world passing by…I’m sitting on a train traveling from Paris to London on a trip that I had been planning for three months for a birthday gift. This need for travel has been a part of my life since I was very young.
The first time I boarded a plane I was three months old, my mother took me from Greece to the United States for the first time in 1978 to meet my American grandmother.
Ever since that first plane ride traveling has been my greatest joy. Planning, mapping out the trip, gathering ideas of where to go and what to see is like a story that is waiting to be written. Each page filled with mystery and adventure. These two cities hold some of my fondest childhood memories; visiting them feels like coming home. The people I come to visit are some of my oldest friends; people who I have shared many stories, many years and many memories with.
Travel is not only a way to see the world but also a way to see ourselves in it. We are reminded that we are not just citizens of our country of origin but citizens of the world. Connecting with people in London and Paris this eve of my 40th birthday reminds me of how travel to places known and unknown has shaped my life in ways that no school and no book could ever do.
Travel is my drug and the skies my natural high.
What’s your next destination ?
Eleana Kouneli 
Wishing you journeys and discoveries. thoughtful and clear as a stary night
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