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Thinking about January. I want to move to NYC, but that may not be viable at the time. Maybe Austin? I don't know. I want to move someplace with great public transport. Someone mentioned Chicago. Nothing about that city moves me. I have absolutely no desire to go there. Ever.
The only thing good about it might be the change of pace.
Regardless, it's not on my list of places to go. So why dwell on it?
Everyone I know is getting married or having babies. That's so weird. All I want to do is run away while everyone else is trying to settle down.
I wish I had a loving travel companion. S'ok. It's probably better to travel alone. Pack lighter.
Don and I spoke briefly about backpacking through Europe next summer. I figure since I hadn't gotten to go yet (I've only been out of this country twice, and only briefly: Mexico and the Bahamas, both one day only) I'd like to go with the boys. But if I went I'd want to spend my whole summer there. Backpacking and hitchhiking my way across that great continent. I want to swim in Spain, drink in Ireland, smoke in Amsterdam, catch VD in Italy...who knows!? I just want to get out of this Godforsaken country and continent. I have all my life to live here. I need to escape.
I think what I really want to do is find myself, and I really really really really don't feel like I'm able to do it here.
I don't know if I ever will, but I'm willing to travel the globe to try.
Next summer: Backpack Europe
The next summer: Backpack Central/South America
The next summer: Backpack Asia
The next summer: Travel Australia/New Zealand
The next summer: Travel North Africa
The next summer: Travel Southern Africa
The next summer: The Middle East? Maybe it'll be calm(er) by then for Americans?
But then who knows, Maybe I'll have become an expat by then.
The summers are for abroad. I'd like to use my vacation time during the rest of the year exploring North America. The continental United States would be first, and then I would expand to Canada. And then maybe Alaska and Hawaii.
The only thing good about it might be the change of pace.
Regardless, it's not on my list of places to go. So why dwell on it?
Everyone I know is getting married or having babies. That's so weird. All I want to do is run away while everyone else is trying to settle down.
I wish I had a loving travel companion. S'ok. It's probably better to travel alone. Pack lighter.
Don and I spoke briefly about backpacking through Europe next summer. I figure since I hadn't gotten to go yet (I've only been out of this country twice, and only briefly: Mexico and the Bahamas, both one day only) I'd like to go with the boys. But if I went I'd want to spend my whole summer there. Backpacking and hitchhiking my way across that great continent. I want to swim in Spain, drink in Ireland, smoke in Amsterdam, catch VD in Italy...who knows!? I just want to get out of this Godforsaken country and continent. I have all my life to live here. I need to escape.
I think what I really want to do is find myself, and I really really really really don't feel like I'm able to do it here.
I don't know if I ever will, but I'm willing to travel the globe to try.
Next summer: Backpack Europe
The next summer: Backpack Central/South America
The next summer: Backpack Asia
The next summer: Travel Australia/New Zealand
The next summer: Travel North Africa
The next summer: Travel Southern Africa
The next summer: The Middle East? Maybe it'll be calm(er) by then for Americans?
But then who knows, Maybe I'll have become an expat by then.
The summers are for abroad. I'd like to use my vacation time during the rest of the year exploring North America. The continental United States would be first, and then I would expand to Canada. And then maybe Alaska and Hawaii.