I got myself a travel map last Saturday.
A map of the country so I can plan my backyard travels whenever I have free time.
Brings back memories of yesteryears when the Atlas was one of my favourite books. I enjoyed poring through them and identify the capitals of each country. That's where I learnt of Ulan Bator, Calcutta, Tierra del Fuego, Rio De Janeiro, Vladivostok - very exotic names, I thought. I also learnt from the map, that Sabah looks the the head of a dog. Palawan like a dagger; Sulawesi a mirror-image of a K. And Italy, of course, looks like a boot.
Well, map or no map, this girl will travel.
Getting lost is part of the journey.