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	<title>Comments on: Putting the wondering back in wandering</title>
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		<title>By: Erin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Erin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 20:13:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This post seems to have my heart attached to it right now.  It&#039;s so true.  I&#039;ve been spending the past two years, almost, moving around a bit - summer in Troy, back to school on the lake, semester in Italy, summer internship in Oregon...  It&#039;s a wonderful and heartbreaking experience.  I leave Oregon in 12 days to go back to school so, naturally, I&#039;m dreaming about moving back, spending my life in the Columbia Gorge.  But then I look at an online graduate school program and say to myself: you could do that anywhere or several &quot;anywhere&quot;s.  Fall semester in the south of France, spring Ireland... train trips between the two.
Both blessing and curse.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This post seems to have my heart attached to it right now.  It&#8217;s so true.  I&#8217;ve been spending the past two years, almost, moving around a bit &#8211; summer in Troy, back to school on the lake, semester in Italy, summer internship in Oregon&#8230;  It&#8217;s a wonderful and heartbreaking experience.  I leave Oregon in 12 days to go back to school so, naturally, I&#8217;m dreaming about moving back, spending my life in the Columbia Gorge.  But then I look at an online graduate school program and say to myself: you could do that anywhere or several &#8220;anywhere&#8221;s.  Fall semester in the south of France, spring Ireland&#8230; train trips between the two.<br />
Both blessing and curse.</p>
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		<title>By: Jonathan B</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jonathan B</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 18:06:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think what you&#039;ve just said is something that pretty much every seasoned traveler has said at some point, because you stand there and you think &quot;you know what, this would be an awesome place to spend some time, and maybe to live...&quot;

But then the bus comes along, and you have to move along and then you get there and think &quot;Holy cow, I&#039;d  love to live here too!&quot; You know full well if you ever could pony up the willpower and stamina to move there and live there and all that, then six months down the road you&#039;d want to move to the next place, and then the next, and so on.

That&#039;s why you get on the bus and go to that “next place”; you can&#039;t live everywhere, so visit as many as you can.

I remember the first time I went to the Lake District, the thought of living in a tiny village with the shop down the road compared to living in London with the stress and everything it brings seemed awesome. But I knew that at some point I&#039;d want to go somewhere else and visit something new as well.

It&#039;s just the travelers&#039; curse!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think what you&#8217;ve just said is something that pretty much every seasoned traveler has said at some point, because you stand there and you think &#8220;you know what, this would be an awesome place to spend some time, and maybe to live&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>But then the bus comes along, and you have to move along and then you get there and think &#8220;Holy cow, I&#8217;d  love to live here too!&#8221; You know full well if you ever could pony up the willpower and stamina to move there and live there and all that, then six months down the road you&#8217;d want to move to the next place, and then the next, and so on.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s why you get on the bus and go to that “next place”; you can&#8217;t live everywhere, so visit as many as you can.</p>
<p>I remember the first time I went to the Lake District, the thought of living in a tiny village with the shop down the road compared to living in London with the stress and everything it brings seemed awesome. But I knew that at some point I&#8217;d want to go somewhere else and visit something new as well.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s just the travelers&#8217; curse!</p>
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