There are some places in this grand world that I would dearly love to see. I think. Except for that travel thing. That thing that makes me get on planes and go places I don't know and be in places I don't speak the right language... That flat out terrifies me. But maybe, just maybe, I will overcome those fears to see these locales.
I want to see:
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Kind of hilarious how fast that list grew from three places in my blog notebook to so many once I got started!
I am not a world traveler. In fact, I have a hard time traveling within my own country. I am, at heart, a big chicken for not getting out of my comfy zone and stretching my legs. I read about how so many bloggers travel so often and some even to Blog Camp (still pondering the bravery of that venture...) to meet so many wonderful and random folks. I think to myself how fascinating that would be, to travel like Julochka and be so nonchalant about it.
I myself am more the sweaty palmed traveler. I can be excited about a trip, but I still have all that anxiety leading up to it. I wonder what might go wrong, if I took a wrong turn (I do most of my traveling by car), how will I know where the "bad" neighborhoods are? And then I start into the international thingy.... Forget it! I am now balled up on the bathroom floor and sweating profusely!
Hubby? Well, he is adventurous at heart! He spend seven months in Italy (being all linguistically challenged didn't seem to bother him a bit) and even had a trek into Austria and Germany for a few days. He, of course, saw horses on his forays. I would want to see castles and cathedrals and landscape. I know that if I had Hubby on for the ride, I could do it. His demeanor and his calm, mixed in with the fact that he got horrifically lost on the train in Italy, would give me the courage I need to make it a fun adventure and not a decent into the depths of doom.
I would like to travel.