I’m not a big traveler. I’ve been out of the United States once, in 2004, when I went to Nicaragua on a mission trip. Most trips while I was growing up were to visit family. The first “real” vacation I can remember was a trip I took to NYC when I was 24. I like my vacations to be fairly quiet affairs, with plenty of time for naps and reading. (Even my trip to NYC involved plenty of down time with the friend I was staying with in Connecticut.)
On the other hand, Ed spent 6 weeks traveling through Europe in the late 1970s. He was on the move CONSTANTLY. Just hearing his stories makes me tired. He also tells me of a trip he took to Las Vegas a few years ago. I was exhausted hearing those stories, as well.
Clearly we’re not recreationally compatible.
But, lately I’ve been dreaming of taking a cruise. I like the idea of being able to sit around and do nothing if I want to. Ed likes the idea of being able to do EVERYTHING. 🙂 This is, actually, part of the genius of taking a cruise; we can both have “our” type of vacation.
We’re hoping to do a 3-day cruise to the Bahamas. We’re not sure when.
I’ll keep you posted.