I'm not much of a traveler. I don't know if I ever have been since we were a poor family and vacations to us were camping trips. There's just something about being far from home that I don't like. It makes me uneasy. The older I get the less I like and the shorter my trips out of town get. This can be a good thing thought because traveling is expensive.
People are always talking about how they'd like to go all these places like out of the country and I just don't have that desire. There's nothing about going to a foreign country where I won't know the language that appeals to me. I could just see myself all frustrated in another country because I can't understand anything or anyone. Not exciting in my eyes.
Perhaps my fear of flying has taken over my brain? I've been scared of it for so long that it totally could have affected the way I think about traveling. Damn the brain again!
I feel like I should want to travel for some reason. Like it should be normal to want to explore new places and see cool things. I guess I'm just boring. I would like to open up more to the idea of it though.
*Me in Whistler, British Columbia, Canada 2000
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