As countless ambitious individuals write or type their New Year’s resolutions, I wonder how many will tuck “travel more” somewhere into the list.
I most definitely plan to explore new places and rediscover familiar haunts in 2016. Reading about a young woman resolving to travel in the upcoming year probably seems a bit ho-hum and clichéd to many, but the truth is, traveling is not easy-peasy for me. Not one bit.
See, I am a personified paradox. A bonafide homebody in love with her comfort zone who also reviews French verbs on an (almost) daily basis in case she saves up enough money for a return trip to Paris. Yes, I am an introvert who loves to travel. That is, once I convince my quaking knees to quit knocking and my cold feet to take that first essential step. In fact, I actually sing that famous song from the classic Christmas special, Santa Claus Is Comin to Town , in my head on occasion when TSA and language barriers unnerve me. Wanna try? “Just put one foot in front of the other….” Come on, if that klutzy Winter Warlock can do it, we can, too!
Anyway, another reason travel isn’t easy for me is motion sickness. Turbulence is a four-letter word in my book. Let’s just say my first transatlantic fight wasn’t pretty. However, I learned that drinking lots and lots of Canada Dry Ginger Ale and chewing Anti-Nausea Ginger Gum while wearing an anti-nausea Sea-Band Wristband helped immensely on my second flight.
See, that’s why my butterfly-filled stomach and thumping heart love adventure. Sure, travel is messy, tiring, and occasionally downright dangerous, but if we come home unscathed, we always return wiser. And, hey, if everything went smoothly, our stories wouldn’t be nearly as interesting.
Traveling is not simply for the mighty. Traveling is for the doubter, the worrier, and for the panicking soul who packed way too much underwear. Yes, traveling is for the faint of heart, too.
Thank you, my readers and friends. I wish you an adventurous 2016! Don’t forget to take lots of photos! 🙂