I have been on three major trips in my time, along with some smaller explore-the-area deals. I've been to Tennessee, Chicago, Louisville of course, and some other places, but the Top Three Major Trips are so far out of their league it's not even funny. They're bad-metaphor big, these things. We don't have all the money in the world, but my parents somehow pulled it off. They're made of magic and awesome, mostly.
The first was to Washington, D.C. in either seventh or eighth grade, I can't remember. We took a bus, maybe thirty junior high kids and a smattering of adults. We slowly wound our way up to D.C., through some other historical sites. I only really remember Monticello and a massive statue of George Washington in the American History Museum.
|This sexy (awkward?) piece of president.|
|He's sly like a fox. A fox that has Voldemort on speed dial.|
|Totally worth the dog hair.|
And then. For two weeks. JAPAN.
And do you know what Japan is? Awesome, that's what.
The next summer I got another offer, this time for three weeks in Europe. I was perhaps more excited this time. Mostly because people would actually be able to understand me most of the time. We went to England, Holland, Ireland, France, Wales, and Belgium. Now, when I watch Harry Potter, I totally KNOW WHAT'S UP.
|I am trapped in a phone booth. Second only to a Police Box.|
And then, the summer after that, I got a job. I was slowly going insane restocking CDs and DVDs. I still haven't really gotten over the fact that I'm stuck in the states. Small things can remind me of that, a scent from Tokyo or a meal from Paris. Mostly it's the food. We were asked why we were excited to go to Japan, or England, and my answer was always to taste the food. Escargot in Paris, waffles in Belgium, Dutch cheese, actual Japanese sushi.
And basically the title of this rambling entry sums up what I want to retire to. I'll never travel enough, and I'll never cook enough. Whether it's thirty, or sixty, or eighty, this is the dream I have for myself.