My glory days as an international traveller might be behind me, but the urge to visit foreign parts has not gone away, and so I was delighted to find a map of the world, carefully drawn on the pavement in Duthie Park a few days ago.
It allowed me a few moments of fantasy.
I first found myself in a particularly troubled region, and as much as I would love to explore the rich cultural heritage of Iran and pit myself against the mighty mountains of Afghanistan's Hindu Kush, I decided now would not be the best time to linger in these parts.
So being an experienced train traveller, I made for the Trans Siberian Express, and after a long, long journey through the taiga I alighted at Vladivostock and continued east across the ocean and on to Canada and the USA.
Carefully steering clear of the grizzly bears further north, I eventually arrived Florida. (Beau, I do hope I'm not sitting on your home town!)
Next I spotted a ship bound for Africa, and finished my world tour bravely facing down the local cat population...
A chap can still dream!
