I’m glad that you decided to discover what “The Dust on My Shoes” means to me. For me, traveling is more than seeing the sites, it is all about the experiences! I love the adventure of discovering new places, learning new ways to do things, tasting new foods, trying to absorb the culture and most of all seeing what makes a place different than anywhere else.

Very seldom will my travel experience match my perceived expectation when I visit a site. Many times the magnitude of a site is so much bigger than I anticipated. Other times it is the small details that I see that can never be imagined without experiencing a site for myself.

The last part of most of my posts has a section titled “The Dust on My Shoes”. This is the section of my post that I have dedicated to sharing my thoughts from experiencing the topic.

Travel with an open mind and your experiences will be more rewarding than all of the sites that you see.

My Inspiration for the Dust on My Shoes

My inspiration for the title of this section was derived from the following quote:

“I have worn the dust of many foreign streets, but to brush it off would surely be a crime. I have the memories of many foreign adventures, but to forget them, would surely be a sin. So, breath in the dust, and keep the memories in.” – Rowland Waring-Flood

I feel this quote deep inside me. I have walked more foreign streets than I can count and I have more memories from my travels than the pictures that I have taken (hint: I take a lot of pictures!).

Tavira, Portugal

Impact of Travel on My Life

My original intention for my post was to make each post strictly about the topic and not make the post about me but I feel like it is my obligation to share my travel experiences in my posts. The things that I see on my travels leave a mark on me. I take something with me from every place that I have been. To not share my thought about each place in my posts “would surely be a sin”.

Each place that I see, each thing that I learn, the thoughts that I have from my travels, the foods that I eat, the transportation that I use and the people that I meet are all “Dust on My Shoes”.

Eating fried tarantula in Cambodia

I hope that you will enjoy reading about “The Dust on My Shoes”.

Cheers,

Doug W

Mykonos, Greece