Friday, March 31, 2006
...out my hotel window in Dallas.
I always take my camera with me whenever I go on a trip. Originally, it was to serve as a roadmap to remember a strange and new place. But the first time I brought scads of digital pictures home, I discovered an even better reason: my kids thought it was really cool.
History repeated itself on my arrival home from Dallas: everyone gathered around the laptop as I offloaded the camera and ran the slide show. They listened to the funny stories attached to each image. They asked question after question about what it was like to be where I was. Suddenly, my faraway journey wasn't so distant for them.
Your turn: What stories do you tell your family when you return home from abroad?