I got to go on travel last week and made a discovery: I *LOVE* taking my own vehicle. The travel location was within driving distance and so I drove. It was lovely. I had my GPS, my tunes on the i-Pod, Rush on the radio. It was my car, full of my stuff, with MY cooties. Totally relaxing. I loved it. Maybe not so much if I had to do it every week, but it certainly was a treat.
I'm on travel all next week. Heading out to my favorite patch of desert again.
I'm already planning the trip. We're going to do at least one overnight in a hotel along the way. We're both getting too old for this 'drive all the way through' bidness. ;o) We'll be going to his family's reunion in Perdido Key, and since we didn't get to last year's gathering, this is gonna be fun. It's also gonna be fun, cause it's just the adults. All the kids are either married with their own families, or in college, or at work, so it will just be the grown ups. We'll be very boring, I'm sure, but it will be fun and lazy.
When we get back home, I'm seriesly thinking about having that Cardiac Ablation done. I'm so tired of this A-Fib, and would love to be rid of it, and not have to continue taking meds, or go into the hospital, to deal with it.
Agreed... driving would be nice. I’ve even thought about doing one of these trips that way some time. Would be interesting, though I’d probably break the 13 or so hours into two days. Maybe drive the Pacific Coast Highway all the way down? Fun...
I realize that my flight yesterday wasn’t all that bad by most standards. Lots of people have much worse travel nightmares. It’s just that I’ve taken that exact flight number somewhere over a hundred times and it’s always been mostly trouble-free. I’ve been spoiled silly.
I suppose we shouldn’t get too whiny about travel. If you think back to what the same sort of trip would’ve been like for people living a hundred years ago or more... we seem kind of soft to complain about a mere few hours on a trip of a thousand miles.