The Travel Bug

Since leaving Flying Lab I find that the thing I want to do most is travel. During the three years I was working two jobs, I had to plan my travel carefully and husband vacation days. I spent some every year on GenCon and then of course there was our epic trip to Finland for Ropecon. For the time being at least my schedule is more free, and I just want to go all over.

I will be at GAMA Trade Show in Vegas in a couple of weeks. This will be the first time I’ve been in years, so that should be fun.

In July I hope to be out of the country at another convention. I’ve received the invite and plan to go but visas must sorted and all that. I’ll announce plans when I’m sure everything is a go. It’s a country I’ve never been to before, so that’s exciting.

That’s all good but I want more. I want to visit my friend Jess in Shanghai. I want to finally take Nicole to Belize. I want to go to Salute in London one of these years. I want see Australia and New Zealand (I was invited to GenCon Australia last year, but after I said yes they stopped answering my e-mails, which was weird). I want to walk the beaches of Normandy. I want to visit Istanbul and see the city my grandmother got booted out of. I want to visit friends in LA, Boston, Montreal, and DC. I want to go to a punk rock festival in Chicago. I want to head east again and see Poland. And I always want to spend more time in my home away from home, NYC.

I want to, but reality intrudes. This year it’s probably Vegas, the mystery trip, GenCon, and maybe some business up in Edmonton.

8 thoughts on “The Travel Bug

  1. I spent a week in Scotland in 1990, mostly in Edinburgh but a bit in Glasgow. I had a great time but I've never made it back. One of these days.

  2. No, not gaming. I spent a couple of months backpacking around Europe with my girlfriend and another friend of ours. We began the trip with the week in Scotland. Then took a dreadful overnight bus to London, stayed there a few days, and then winged over to the Continent to Eurail about.

  3. "a dreadful overnight bus to London"

    Ah yes, a bus ride infamous to this day! I have my own memories of bleary-eyed early morning arrivals in London in the early/mid 80s. At least the buses are more comfortable now, as I learned only a few weeks ago. 🙂

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