![]() ![]() Those three trips inside every adventure away from home? And planning is the heart of part one in a three-part trip. The other bonus is the whole fly by the seat of my pants kind of planning.Įxcept … I am a total planner. This time I got caught up in all the romance of it: I’d travel alone, create a schedule based on only my whims and interests, and I’d not have to share a bed or bedroom with anyone that spent a good portion of the night farting, belching, snoring, or hacking up large chunks of lunch or half their body hair. ![]() Usually, everything comes to a screechingly swift and mind-clearing halt. I think I’m like a lot of people in the world-those who can envision the excitement of an exotic location, a change in weather, or discovering new cuisine-but it’s right thereafter I have those dreamy notions, all perfect and picture-worthy, that I remember every trip is actually three trips built into one.Īnd then I also suddenly remember how much I hate to travel. ![]() There is nothing I love more than suddenly getting the undeniably gleeful itch to go on a trip, and then, just as suddenly, coming to my senses and feeling around on my head to see if I’ve developed a large lump that would suggest some sort of tumor or disease, or maybe even discover the whole thing is absent. ![]()
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