(top two images: Pearl Bakery; 3, 4 & 5 at Powell's Books; last images Clyde Common)
I wouldn't say I travel well. I pack too much. I worry about our cats, the house burning down or flooding, packages in need of a signature. I take forever settling into a hotel room, and I like to come back to the room and relax periodically. Still and all, it is good - even important - to leave home now and again. It's important for me to remember that where I live and how people are, how things function here, it is not the center of the universe. I have fun trying new restaurants, bakeries and cafes, among other things. As a tourist I feel free to talk to strangers more; I think I slow down and I'm warmer. I'm less distracted with my family. I walk more - something I miss in my daily life, and that I loved at those points in my life when I lived in more urban settings.