Monday, August 13, 2007

A girl can dream, can't she?

I have wanted to go on a really special trip for some time. It's my fantasy. On this journey, I do nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, other than spend every day pursuing fragrance. What started as a means to scent soap has turned into a real obsession for me. I want to pick lavender in the fields in France, buy incense at the street market in Bombay, travel the world and smell all the wonderful things one can only dream about from one's arid, dusty Tucson backyard.

I recently discovered that an acquaintance and fellow vendor of aromatic products -- someone who buys really rare oils in really small lots directly from distillers in-country -- is hosting a trip to Oman with the possibility of a side trip to Yemen in 2008. Suddenly, I want to go. I am thinking of all the scents I will be able to inhale. I would never have considered a trip to the Middle East before. It's not that I don't travel, it's just that I don't travel as much as I used to before the kids came along.

I'm seeing myself alone on this trip. No Bill. No kids. Just me and those exotic, hypnotic scents of frankincense and myrrh. Imagine inhaling deeply of Gold by Amouage, a true oriental, and arguably the most expensive perfume in the world -- right there, where they make it. (At € 290 or about $400 USD for a 50 ml bottle, it's not cheap. You should see the bottle.)

You get the idea. This would be a once in a lifetime trip for me.

A girl can dream, can't she?


Rurality said...

Hope you get to make your trip.

Welcome to the blog world! :)

(Karen from Natural Impulse)

Rebecca said...

Great Dream! Since you create your own reality, If you can imagine it, it can be yours! I'd love to read more details of this dream of yours if you are inspired.