Traveling Again

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Once upon a time we were the couple that visited a new country every month. Living in Europe let us quickly, easily, and affordably travel to a new place every few weeks. Honestly, I sometimes think it was all a dream. Which makes me glad I have pictures and memories to prove otherwise. 

2015 was not a good year for travel. We moved twice. Bought a house. B was in an intense six month training academy that made it hard to make the two hour drive up to his parents, much less travel more extensively. I did fly home to Texas three times, but that honestly doesn’t count as traveling to me anymore than driving up to my inlaws. I’m currently working on our 2015 photo book, and it’s going to be a bit anemic.

Don’t get me wrong, we explored a lot of LA and still have ton more to visit. There’s a myriad of things to do around here. 

But. I miss the excitement of planning trips. The rush of booking flights and hotels. The high of picking that one big must-do thing and setting it up. The eager anticipation of counting down the days until the trip. The whirlwind that every trip brings. And, finally, savoring the memories after. 

If you can’t tell, I’m a bit addicted to travel. And, luckily for me we’re back at it. We’re headed to Las Vegas this weekend so I’m in the anticipation stage for it. We’re also in the planning and booking stage to go to San Francisco early next month. Plus doing some research into camping at Joshua Tree and King’s Canyon in the next few months. And starting talks about going to Mexico this September. 

We’re back at it. And I’ve missed this so much. Here’s to knowing what makes you happy, and doing it. 

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About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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