Thursday April 21, 2022 // Past Bedtime
The last international trip I went on was in November 2018. As a self-proclaimed jet setter, this is torture. Having a baby then a global pandemic will do that to you though. It’s been three and a half years without a trip even out of my time zone.
This has had me thinking a lot about travel. Darn near everyday I’m lost in a daydream. Heck, even my dreams are often about travel these days. It’s a scratch I need to itch. But this scratch is in that one spot on your back that no human can possibly ever reach.
2022 will be another year of non-international and only Eastern time zone travel. Our eyes are trained on 2023 and with any luck, making a trip happen. When and where… that’s a different question.
With all this travel on the brain and no trip on the horizon to plan for, why not venture down memory lane?