Have you ever felt the need to get away?
I’m not talking about taking an afternoon or a day off (though that would be nice).
I’m talking about jumping in the car or onto a train or plane and going away.
Far from the aggravations of your job. The demands of family. Routine.
One of my blogging friends did that recently, and I think it sounds like Heaven.
No schedule. No plans. No self-orchestrated parameters.
Just you. And your thoughts.
Another blogging friend had a destination in mind but no concrete goals once she arrived.
That, too, sounds good.
And both types of trip made for some wonderfully interesting posts.
Because these writers took the necessities along — a notebook and a camera.
To record their journey, of course.
Since the rest of us want to live vicariously through others’ travels.
Now I’m the first to admit I’ve never done this.
I don’t travel without an itinerary. Yahoo Maps. Hotel info.
My destination uppermost in mind, I fasten myself in the drivers seat and GO.
No stopping along the way to take in the sights.
Museums. Exhibits. Restaurants. Shops. All left unexplored as I zip past.
I suppose I learned this behavior from my late dad, who wouldn’t have stopped at all if the car hadn’t needed gas!
One of these days, I’d like to travel impromptu.
Well, maybe not completely impromptu. I need to have a destination in sight, kind of like carrying a security blanket.
But meandering along our country’s byways and highways might be just the thing to satisfy my desire to get away.
How about you? Do you travel spontaneously or purposefully?