I'm suffering from a little bit of wanderlust. I want to go somewhere, but I don't know where. Not sure why this is getting under my skin, this need to go some place other than where I am. That I'm feeling the need to travel right now is a little strange since over the next three weeks I have trips to New York, San Antonio, and Austin.
But I want to go somewhere . . . else.
Maybe all I need is a few days in the mountains or a beach. But which mountains? Which beach?
Or a week or ten days in London. Or strike out for a place I've never been before. Copenhagen. Dubrovnik. Banff. Budapest. Perhaps an historical World War I nose around Ypres. The fjords - I've always wanted to see the fjords, so maybe Norway?
I travel alone so besides cost, I have to consider safety. And timing. It's a very busy year at work, so only a short trip if before July, but beyond mid-July a longer trip can be planned.
Ah, well. Maybe the feeling will pass.
Still. Natchez? Dublin? Venice?
1 comment:
Oh Venice! My first thought on reading this was, 'What? Mary's always going somewhere!' But I guess that's work and while you enjoy it it's not quite the same.
If you decide to go to London tell me so I can get there and meet you!
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