by Mauverneen
Maybe it’s the cold, maybe it’s cabin fever, maybe it’s knowing spring is coming but won’t be here soon enough. I start to daydream about warm places, sunny places, exotic places.
‘Here’ – at the moment – is
cold (even though we haven’t had any snow to speak of this winter, an arctic
blast or two did blow through here). ‘Here’ is bleak. ‘Here’ has gray skies and bare
trees. ‘Here’ is familiar. And maybe that’s it. Not so much that it’s gray or
cold really, but that it’s familiar. I want something unfamiliar. Something
new. Something with color. Something else to scratch off the bucket list. Something
to look forward to and something to talk about for six months to come. A trip
to the mall just doesn’t cut it.
Browsing through brochures
and internet sites of faraway places, I strive to pick a destination for my
next vacation but that only intensifies the wanderlust, makes the itch even harder
to scratch.
I want to grab my camera bag and a toothbrush and head for the
train station or the airport, and just go.
A cruise? Safari? A camel
ride across Egyptian sands? How about a shopping spree through a Delhi street
bazaar? The daydreams help, for a bit. But I won’t be satisfied until I take
the plunge – make the commitment. Pick a destination.
Addiction is like that. It
teases you, tempts you, seduces you into your next fix.
My name is Maureen – I’m a
travel junkie.
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