I was listening to NPR on the way into work today (not like this is some special event…I listen to NPR EVERY morning on my way into work) and they had a segment on leisure and laziness…and how Americans don’t really use their leisure/vacation time well.

Yesterday, on my way home, I was talking to my sister. I told her that since I didn’t have kids, didn’t have anything to really tie me down (except my house), that I’m going to start planning big trips every year. Every year, I’m going to travel somewhere that I’ve always wanted to go…whether it’s overseas or just within this country.

I could totally hear it in her voice: she thinks that I shouldn’t do this. She thinks that I should be happy with staying home, that I should be like the rest of the family.

I’m not, though. One of the things I love best is to travel, to see new things, to experience new adventures.

I am hoping I get to go to Germany over the winter holiday break.  That’s my ultimate goal right now. However, depending on the connections I have there, we’ll see how it goes.

I don’t mind traveling alone. There are only a few places I wouldn’t go alone…and mostly because I’m a big chicken. heh. I wouldn’t go to NYC alone…even though I would LOVE to
visit it. I wouldn’t go to Egypt alone (well, for obvious reasons…I shouldn’t go there alone).

There are so many places I want to experience. There are so many things I want to do. If I don’t make that decision, then it won’t come to fruition. So, there…I’ve said it in public. I
have to make it happen now.

Right?