*I’d never heard this song but how fitting it is*
Many moons ago most of my friends were jumping on the blogging bandwagon. I vaguely remember attempting to start a blog but I could never quite pinpoint exactly what I wanted to talk about. Over the last couple of years I’ve found something that I love so much. Something that causes my mind to wander, something that brings a huge smile to my face. That “something” is traveling. *swoon*
I was raised as a “military brat” (Hooah) so traveling is a part of me. Until I graduated high school in…(well never mind that), I’d never lived in any location longer than 3 years. As I entered adulthood I wanted nothing more to be settle, to finally live in an area and call it home. Home ended up being Virginia. I quickly made friends, found a job, started school and was content in the Hampton Roads area of Virginia. As far as I was concerned I would never move again.
In 2008, my husband was randomly offered a job in Northern Virginia. What? We’d just purchased our first home a year and a half earlier, there is no way we’re moving. Plus, you don’t just take me out of my comfort zone. *frown* Needless to say the offer was too great to pass up. We sold our home in 1 week of putting it on the market and moved to Northern Virginia. I firmly told my husband that “we give it ONE year and if I hate it we’re leaving”. He agreed. Seven years later, we own another home and I couldn’t image living anywhere else but here (and New York City).
That was until June 2014 when my husband and I visited the beautiful island of Providenciales, Turks and Caicos (TCI) in the British West Indies. I fell in love!!!! The island covers an area of 38 miles of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen. I lived in Hawaii for 3 years and I loved it but nothing compares to TCI. From that initial trip, I knew that I would travel to that island again and again. Now my aspiration is to one day live there, if not permanently, at least 6 months out of the year. The picture below is of Grace Bay Beach at the Ocean Club West resort. In June 2015, I was able to bring my mother along and (temporarily) share this beautiful island with her.
After that trip, the travel bug hit me hard! I joined a travel group and salivated over the amazing trips people were taking. I learned amazing websites to aid me in locating amazing flight deals. One of my amazing friends is a travel diva extraordinaire with seemingly unlimited vacation leave. She is my main travel “pusher” (PushaKee as we call her) and she post flight deals daily on her Facebook page. She is the Queen of “carpe diem”, responsibly of course. A coined phrase of hers is #bookdatish. So in March of 2015, she posted a round-trip flight deal from Washington, DC to Marrekesh, Morocco for $681 dollars (with added cancellation protection). Without pause, I pulled out my credit card and purchased one round-trip flight to Morocco. *eek*
Petrified that I would be taking my first solo, adult, international flight alone, I quickly sent my sister a message and told her about the amazing deal. After squealing about my impulsive purchase, she asked “what are the dates of the trip”? To which I responded with a pause “February 6-12, 2016”. She said “I’m in ” and gave me her credit card information to #bookdatish. So next year we will be experiencing for the first time, Marrakesh, Morocco. *faints* Since we’ll be there for a week, we’ve decided to catch a $90 flight to Rome, Italy also. We are so beyond excited and cannot wait to experience this amazing trip together.
That was the start of my impulsiveness as it pertains to travel. The story doesn’t stop there. Last week, Pusha Kee posted a deal for $99 one way on WOW airlines from Baltimore Washington International (BWI) to Paris. I TOTALLY booked it for October 2015, for a grand total of $428.35 ($99 and return $275+insurance+choosing seat fees). I was sooo excited until I told my husband and he reminded me that we are going to Paris for our 10 year anniversary. Since he can’t make the October trip, I decided to cancel. 😦 I’m sad about it but hey this gives me ammunition to remind my husband “Do you understand that I cancelled PARIS for your”!!!! *smile*
Until next time,