> your "from" .. was somebody else's "to" That's beautifully put. Every city I've lived in, there were stories of the good old days. "You should have seen this

> your "from" .. was somebody else's "to" That's beautifully put. Every city I've lived in, there were stories of the good old days. "You should have seen this place ten years ago." As I grew older and lived in more places, I would hear stories about a city where I was "from". How it's changed now with all the new people moving in, how it used to be in the glory days. And I was there, living those glory days that they're reminiscing about, a place in the past that no longer exists. As I'm getting ready to move from yet another city, I reflect on how it's changed. She's no longer the city I used to know - and I'm no longer the person I was when I moved here. It's time to go find my next "to". Others will move in and make where I'm "from" theirs. I loved your story and the pictures. The rebirth was satisfying to see, how the merchants were able to find a new home for their village.