I am excellent at anticipating events. Bart, he gets excited the night before we leave on a trip. But I’m excited from the moment we first start discussing it. I’m thrilled when we buy plane tickets. I love deciding what we’re going to do, what books I’ll take for the plane, what hotel we’ll stay in. For me, a trip is six months of anticipation, besides the three or four or five or ten days we’re gone.
This week, I’m just giddy with excitement. Last weekend we bought tickets to go to Washington D.C. and Philadelphia in September and Boston in November. On Tuesday, we booked a hotel room in San Antonio for our anniversary this month (we’re going to Sea World . . .we looked at the website and realized we should have scheduled a WEEK, rather than one paltry day. Alas). Tonight, Bart reserved a hotel four our D.C. trip. We’re also going to San Antonio for my birthday, and Las Vegas in September. There is much to be anticipating.
I just love to travel. I love to pack. I love getting on an airplane, I love staying in hotels, I love walking down unfamiliar streets. I like coming home and sleeping in my own lovely soft bed. I’m glad to be married to someone who places such a priority on traveling as well. My life, without travel, would be a little more gray.
I’m also glad that we’re not squandering this time we have without kids sitting around watching TV. I’m glad we’re getting out and doing things and going places, and seeing new things. But, when we have kids, I still plan to travel and do fantastic, wonderful things. I get so tired of people saying “enjoy this while you can. We haven’t been on vacation in five years since we had kids.” Please. My family took loads of vacations as I was growing up and they never acted like it was this horrible hard thing to travel with kids. We went to Washington D.C and every Civil War battlefield within driving distance when I was twelve. We took a 10 day camping trip in Colorado when I was nine. We went camping and hiking often when we lived in Wisconsin. Bart’s parents took varying number of kids (up to six) to Europe for months at a time. I’m sure it won’t be the cakewalk that vacation currently is but I don’t intend to let years slip by without seeing a new city just because we have children.
Anyway, now I’m anxious to book a cruise for the spring. Because cruises = happiness.