So this is where the story begins.
In Helsinki on a warm and sunny Saturday in July 2017.
The idea of the Travelling Story Book came to me one morning a few weeks ago, and now I´m sitting here, writing the first pages. So, what happened a few weeks ago, one might ask.... Well, as on any other day I was cursing the morning traffic, standing in an overcrowded bus on my way to work, and I just started dreaming of all the places I would rather be than on that bus.
I fantasied about all the adventures I could be having and all the stories I would have to take with me back home. I don´t know about you, but I really enjoy listening to other peoples stories about where they have been and the places they´ve seen. About their lives overall.
I then realized that there has to be millions of untold stories out there. People traveling the world or making their way through life. People and stories I know nothing about.
. . . and since I´m stuck in a bus, heading for an office, and then back home to two small children, I won´t be hearing any of those stories anytime soon. But what if the stories could be told and brought back to me somehow??
The idea of the Travelling Story Book hit me, but I was sceptical.... Would it work? Would people really take the time to write things down? Will a small book survive out there without being lost or destroyed and if, then would it ever make it´s way back here again? Well, we won´t know unless we try, right?!
So here we are... the first pages have been written.
Let´s see where this will take us!