Don't know about me and travel. I am itching to go some place. I know the places I want to go just need to get my butt there.
Long ago in 1984 I went to Europe with my mother. Don't remember a darn thing. 1990's rolls around and boom I'm back on an air plane stamping my passport in Central America and back in Europe. This time because of my age, I was able to remember most if not all of the events that happened. The one thing I didn't like was being under my parent's thumb. Mainly my step father however it was still some one saying where to go or what time to go to bed.
In 2000 my first trip by my lonesome. To Japan. I was by myself for the first time and loved it. The only thing I had to do was to get to the youth hostel in time so they wouldn't lock me out. The funny thing was I went to historical places and other museums by myself with out my dad telling me to do so.
I thought I would be back to the West side of the planet (well Japan and other Asian countries are to my west0. Then life took hold and I have my two littles. I thought my travel bug was done biting for a long time, well until they were old enough to travel with me. I guess my bug couldn't wait that long.
I have 24 days till my passport is sent to me. I really haven't thought about my life as a traveler in a while. Its exciting and scary. In the next 23 days, I think I'll be sharing a lot more about my travel plans.
I am all ready planing trip number 1 in my head...
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