This year is quite the year of travel for me. In the past the majority of my travels led me to spend time in NYC (so surprising I decided to move here, huh?), but I haven’t been to that many different places.
Well, it looks like traveling is the other addiction I’ve appropriated from Collin along with coffee. It’s kind of awesome. Now I just need a ton of money, I’ve already got the free time! A glimpse at this year’s adventures and what is to come:
European getaway to Rome and Naples
Friend visiting in Seattle, Corvallis and Portland
Spontaneous trip to Newport, Rhode Island
Family vacation in Telluride, Colorado
Why not visit Anchorage, Alaska?
Visiting my family and my beach in Palos Verdes, California
What will the remaining three months bring? Maybe another European adventure? Or a New Orleans visit? There are many options on the (admittedly dorky) list I’ve posted on our kitchen wall.
I can often be a high-strung person. A control freak, if you will. Somehow, though, when it comes to travel, I never get too ruffled when things go wrong. I’ve been hassled an unbelievable amount of times trying to fly out of PDX during college, spent epic hours trying to cross the border into Canada on a road trip and have run like hell to meet a plane connection across an airport (twice), among other adventures.
Most recently, C and I have run into issues traveling by plane and by bus. Sometimes when you try to fly to Colorado, you get delayed several hours, stuck on a plane, miss your connection, get another flight later to a different airport and wind up at your destination 24 hour later.
Or, say, you take Megabus from NYC to Philly on an unassuming Friday afternoon, but your driver decides to drive off course and mumble incoherently, then pulls over in middle-of-nowhere New Jersey with a popped tire, causing passengers to make some new friends and take taxis at a discounted rate into Philly. Plus side? I found a ten-pound note in our car. Woo!
In other news, there is no news. This week will be a busy one, but after a weekend in Philly with C’s family there isn’t much to report. Except that I should probably stay away from Forever 21 in the future, since they’re causing me to increase my cat t-shirt collection.
No, I was not aware this was a kid’s shirt when I found it. And no, I have no shame that I still had to buy it anyway.
A much smaller adventure we had was arriving at C’s mom’s house when no one was home. Luckily there were alert kitties to monitor our presence.
Have I mentioned I’m the crazy cat lady? Because I am.
Random last minute trip planning has C and I driving to Newport, Rhode Island, for a few days. Turns out that finding last minute airfare under $400 is tricky. Guess that was just wishful thinking. However, I’m excited to check out this non-Californian Newport (how strange all the cities, street names, parks, etc. that are named the same thing across the country). We’re even staying at a cute inn that sounds wonderful – and is walking distance from all the good stuff. Adventure time!