Thursday, July 19, 2012

Nothing new to report

I've been feeling, the past few days, like I need to write a post. I just haven't had anything profound to say. No pictures to share, no interesting stories or new recipes. I wish I did. Mostly, the past week I've been dreaming of traveling. It's been several months since we last got away and I'm coming to terms with the fact that I'm the kind of person who needs to travel, who has to get away at least once a year to relax, regroup, and refresh so I can continue living my day-to-day life.

[caption id="attachment_998" align="aligncenter" width="461"] View of Waikiki Beach from our hotel 2009[/caption]

Maybe that's a fault of mine. But I can't help it. It's who I am. My husband says it makes me "like my dad," which I don't think he means as a good thing. Granted, my dad needs to move, to run, to roam because he's trying to escape the demons he doesn't realize are all in his head. There's a profound difference between that and needing some time to recoup and unwind from everyday life. I don't mind coming back. He hasn't been home in over a year.

[caption id="attachment_996" align="aligncenter" width="614"] Outside Kaikoura, South Island, New Zealand 2007[/caption]

But we don't need to get into the subject of my dad. There's a reason he's seldom mentioned on the blog and we can keep it that way. I only brought it up because I can see a certain similarity...and because my husband had to go and make that comment. But I get an itch that is quite similar to the way my dad reacts when he "needs to go!" I get restless and antsy and spend far too much time perusing travel sites and dreaming of sitting on a beach or riding a train through Europe or roaming through the spice markets in Istanbul. There's a difference between wanting adventure and needing to escape.

[caption id="attachment_995" align="aligncenter" width="614"] Prince of Wales Island, Alaska 2010[/caption]

That being said, I've been in one of those moods. I've spent countless hours trying to figure out what we can manage to do to get away for our anniversary, and I've pretty much come up with this: nothing outside of California. But it's not like we can't afford to do something fun. It's just that every penny right now is going toward our down payment for our house, and that, despite the gravitational force in my body that seems to physically pull me towards Sacramento International Airport, is more important.

[caption id="attachment_997" align="aligncenter" width="634"] Our honeymoon in Santorini, Greece 2012[/caption]

But that doesn't stop me from dreaming...or searching for good deals, like suddenly a 4-day trip to Hawaii is going to pop up for $500 or something. I'm hoping eventually the feeling will subside. Maybe we can take a few weekend trips or something and my hunger will be assuaged for a while.

[caption id="attachment_1000" align="aligncenter" width="409"] Gettysburg, PA 2010 48 States Road Trip[/caption]

It'll be better once we have a house, too. I'll have a very large project to keep my attention, to keep me busy. I'm overly excited to get into a place and start making it our home. The half of my day that isn't spent checking out travel websites is spent checking out interior design sites and cruising Pinterest for creative DIY projects.

Well, I guess I had something to say and photos to share after all. Now I'd probably better get some work done. I'm leaving early today. Lunch with my dear friend, Christie, followed by being poked with a bunch of needles (acupuncture).

Hope you're having a lovely Thursday!

What is your favorite place you've traveled? What is your dream vacation?

2 comments:

  1. Tony calls this my "Gypsy Spirit" and he says Logan has it too. If I get it from someone in my family (it's not from either of my parents) then it's from grandparents or farther back. It's an extremely frustrated traveling bug. I haven't gone to a tenth of the places I want to visit. But when it hits, and I have to satisfy the itch to just go, sometimes me and Boogs, and now Bug just get in the car and drive someplace new. :)

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  2. My problem is I'm rarely satisfied with something close. I can't really REALLY relax unless it's a good enough distance from home.

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