My lovely Turkish friend, Deren, recently asked me in a letter whether I had a favourite place to visit in my home city. I didn't have to think long before answering that. While I could have told her many things, like my favourite ice cream shop or my favourite restaurant, I chose to tell her about the off-the-beaten track road just outside the rural area of my city. My mother had once taken me there on a sunny autumn afternoon, and I just loved the atmosphere there! So when my sister was feeling a little ill last week, and the spring sun was shining brightly onto my face as I studied for my math-exam, I decided I would show her this hidden treasure.
Trying to explain why I love it there so much is difficult, as it really is nothing more than a tiny grassy road in between two large meadows. I think it has something to do with the fact that I've only ever been there on sunny days, and returned with that heavenly rosy feeling stuck on my cheeks. Or maybe just because it's so quiet out there, and that you are unlikely to walk into anyone else albeit the occasional child living on the farm aligning to it. Or maybe it is the childish goal that this long walk seems to have for me: The tiny wooden bridge crossing the stream to get to the meadow. Such a simple thing, and yet it can excite me now as much as it could when I was younger.
I love taking long walks with people. Something about it just enforces the best of conversations to come forth. There are so many people I wish I could show this place, and there are so many people I wish I could take long walks with. Someday, somewhere I believe these wishes will be granted to me somehow. And if not, then my stubborn-ass will simply make it happen. ;)
What is your favourite place to visit in your home town? Who would you like to take long walks with? Let me know in the comments, or better: Write your own piece about it and direct me to it! :)
Thank you sis, for going on this lovely-spring walk with me!
Kisses,
Eva
