How does a girl express the multitude of emotions and reaction to going on a trip that she thought she'd never do in her life? My little grey cells are exploding with incomprehension, but the little happy cells are dancing around having a party in my head. I suppose others more experienced in regular travel would be more reticent, but I choose to indulge my inner child while the responsible adult tours ancient cities and a culture of such great emotion and turmoil.
So, follow me as I indulge the explorer within. I will attempt to blog about my impressions and include photos along the way. Perhaps it will allow you some vicarious tours of ancient places through the eyes of this overgrown child.