To quote the inside of many a dreadful Hallmark card, “Life is a journey, not a destination”. When it comes to actual real-life travel, the journeying is often nothing short of torture. Documents, visas, e-tickets, luggage limits, mobile phone roaming charges, jet-lag, airplane food – I could go on. When in the midst of it (a 15 hour plane flight for example or a 7 hour car journey with 3 children under the age 5), one wonders about the merits of ever leaving home at all. In those cases, it is definitely the destination which matters. Often we are forced to travel places as fast as possible so that the very valuable 4 weeks annual holiday from the job aren’t wasted. I can imagine if you had a month to make your way to a destination and you could travel slowly (maybe cycling part of the way or meandering along on a canal boat) enjoying all the parts of the journey as you go, it would be a very different matter.
“Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.”
I’m with Mr Theroux on this one.
However, my travel woes are definitely of the ‘first world problem’ variety and I am enormously lucky to be setting off on several weeks of exciting travels very soon.
The destination for me is my family, some new parts of the world I have never seen before, seeing old friends (one of whom I have not seen for decades), all culminating in a holiday to which all 3 of the Baby Bees are joining Mr B and I.
School exams will be over, jobs need a break from and new experiences beckon.
I might not be looking forward to the travel per se but I am super excited about the many and various destinations.
I need to get the suitcase out of the loft now. And where is that passport?
Annie Bee x