It’s grabbing a hold of me every day now. A plane flying by over head, the smell of coffee, that glimpse of sun, hearing foreign languages and watching strangers faces. Pretty much everything I see these days, reminds me of everything I’m missing when it comes to traveling.
I haven’t been away for a proper vacation since my family trip to the US in 2015, and that seems like a lifetime ago! Three of my closest friends and I went on a minicruise to Denmark a few weeks ago, but that just made it even worse. It was like being able to smell the chocolate cake, but not really biting into it!
I find myself going through Airbnb, Couchsurfing, Booking, TripAdvisor and every possible airline company site, and daydream myself away.
By now it actually hurts a bit, that’s how bad I want to go on a new adventure at the moment. The tug wont let go of me, and I’m pretty sure the only solution is to pack my backpack and go out and find one!
But that’s not really an option right now. Work, family and money are just a few things that’s in the way between me and my next trip. But I’m not here to make excuses for myself. I’m here to put the promise out there. The one where I promise myself that I will do everything it takes to go on that writing trip to Amsterdam that I’ve been thinking about for a few years, and I will do it next spring. I want to rent a cheap houseboat, only bring my backpack with clothes and writing supplies, drink red wine and write on deck while the sun goes down!
This is me, making a promise to take myself on a vacation! Soon my dear self, we will be sitting on that plane you see up there! Soon!