"You can cover a lot of ground in a month’s time. The sheer density of minutes in a day is staggering. You can wake up in Kuala Lumpur and then rest your head 220 miles away in Singapore. You can begin a day travelling by taxi in Indonesia, with a driver who would take you to the moon for $3, and finish it waiting in the rain for yellow cab at JFK airport, where all the money you have left will hardly get you to Manhattan."
"I felt oddly sad, all of a sudden, like I might cry, though sad isn’t the right word at all. “What’s the matter?” asked my breakfast companion — she must have seen the shift of emotion on my face, in my body. “This is the last continent,” I said. “I’ve been to all seven now.”"
"Thank you Internet for creating this monster of misinformation!"
wallofdis replied to your post: Quick! Someone get me excited about travel without…
That moment when you check in at the airport and you realize that by this time tomorrow, you’ll be in a whole new place, experiencing things you can’t even imagine right now. And your shoulders go down and you’re officially on Travel Time.
THAT WOULD BE SO EXCITING were I to be traveling today. Or next week. Or next month. I probably won’t be checking in at any airport for another year. With two kids over two years old, it’s all about road trips now. Flying is too expensive and my husband’s job is too demanding to get any support for the kids while I travel (no family nearby and “help” is way too expensive for the non-salary I’m pulling in).
HOWEVER, I will soon learn where we will be moving to next. Could move abroad as early as next summer. But there is one job - the dream job - that will keep us here til 2014.
Now that is travel I can get excited about. Sadly, I can’t really draw on it for today’s task of writing a newsletter. Sigh.
Quick! Someone get me excited about travel without sending me an inspirational quote or photo. I’m on deadline, people!
Back on the Wagon
I’ve been busy redirecting my mojo to my “real” blog and my paying outlets this week instead of fooling around on Tumblr. Makes sense, huh?
Anyhow, check me out at missadventures.com or go to my About.me page for links to all the rest.
"being a travel writer is almost as over-romanticized as bacon, Brooklyn and Italy. Not that I’m necessarily complaining. Sometimes on the road, we can experience glimpses of a decadent life of Hemingwayan proportions, but when we get back home, the cash-strapped reality sinks in as quickly as it takes to boil a packet of Top Ramen. Travel we most certainly do; money we most certainly do not make."