We lost internet somewhere midway through this second flight, so this comes in as a late upload. I’m starting a new adventure, and I believe I am ready for it. Call it Talislegger’s Spanish vacation. For the last half decade the Lady Talis and I have been looking for a place to call home. The more I take these trips, the more I think IU am looking for two places. I nest. I settle in to a space and get very comfortable. Then, weather happens. I grow less comfortable. New York City is the only space where that has not happened.
I am looking for two places that are interchangeable. We may already have one, and we may not. Either way the goal is to split time between locations and continue to travel abroad, at least over the next decade. After that there are serious family questions to consider in terms of parents and grandchildren. Those considerations could happen even sooner than I’ve alleged.
I want to live somewhere close to water and close to green. I want to be able to grow things, eat what I grow, and feel at peace without the chaos of a big, crowded, city. Where in the world is such a magical place—let alone two?