Usually, when rough times come crashing down, it's time to raid the travel fund and book a ticket to somewhere interesting. Whether the trip goes well or not, I think going somewhere new helps shift my thoughts into a better place.
For obvious mobility reasons, I was not able to get out of town this past autumn. Before breaking my foot, I'd planned to use my frequent flier miles to spend Christmas in Japan, but limping around Nakameguro did not seem like fun. So I looked into flights to Thailand. The fare wasn't too painful, but I'd rather go there with somebody, or save it for the inevitable "I'm taking six months off and going to Southeast Asia" freakout. And South America will have to wait until my language skills improve. Arizona sounded good, but not quite right.
Anyway, right before leaving the office tonight, I looked up some flights on a whim. To my delight, they cost about half of what they normally do. So without overthinking it, I booked a ticket to get the hell out of Dodge. Why not, you know? Life is for living, and travel savings are there to be used. There's a 24-hour window to cancel the ticket in case I can't get the time off work, so I haven't lost anything. I don't want to jinx myself by mentioning the destination, but it is exciting to envision new surroundings and the new ways of thinking that correspond in kind. Then again, tomorrow I might actually look at my savings balance and change my mind completely. In that case, it's the spirit of adventure that counts, right?
(Also, whenever I see any airport, this song runs through my head. Always.)
(I don't know why this looks bad. It looked OK in preview. Too lazy to look at the code.)
For obvious mobility reasons, I was not able to get out of town this past autumn. Before breaking my foot, I'd planned to use my frequent flier miles to spend Christmas in Japan, but limping around Nakameguro did not seem like fun. So I looked into flights to Thailand. The fare wasn't too painful, but I'd rather go there with somebody, or save it for the inevitable "I'm taking six months off and going to Southeast Asia" freakout. And South America will have to wait until my language skills improve. Arizona sounded good, but not quite right.
Anyway, right before leaving the office tonight, I looked up some flights on a whim. To my delight, they cost about half of what they normally do. So without overthinking it, I booked a ticket to get the hell out of Dodge. Why not, you know? Life is for living, and travel savings are there to be used. There's a 24-hour window to cancel the ticket in case I can't get the time off work, so I haven't lost anything. I don't want to jinx myself by mentioning the destination, but it is exciting to envision new surroundings and the new ways of thinking that correspond in kind. Then again, tomorrow I might actually look at my savings balance and change my mind completely. In that case, it's the spirit of adventure that counts, right?
(Also, whenever I see any airport, this song runs through my head. Always.)
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