I missed last week’s post due to family medical issues so during this free week I will post what I should have posted then. It was all about travel.
I have only ever traveled by car. I recall several long trips to see my brother, who is in the military. My first long car ride was to watch him graduate boot camp at Fort Jackson. I was twelve and had claimed the entire back seat of the van since it was only my parents, my youngest brother, and me on this trip. I loved going through The Smoky Mountains. I had never seen a mountain before let alone spend the night in a cute hotel halfway up it.
Over the years several more car trips took place. Mostly to Fort Hood, Texas where my brother seemed to get stationed very time he was Stateside. I like traveling by car. The freedom to stop and explore when you come across something interesting is wonderful. Had we travelled by plane or train we wouldn’t have discovered the amazing diner/truck stop in Eagleville, Missouri which became a regular stop for us. We always stopped on the way to Texas and on the way home. We were able to stop at Love’s whenever we saw one. Their truckstops are amazing. I recall getting excited every time I saw one of their signs and my little brother and I would beg to stop there.
When I was in high school I always wanted to travel the world. I thought I would get on a plane and see Germany, Scotland, France, and so many other places. When I was 16 I was diagnosed with panic attacks and anxiety disorder. These were so bad that my plans for travel (along with my hopes of joining the military) were dashed. There was no way I could get on a plane, many of my attacks led to the hospital where I was hooked up to oxygen. The thought of being stuck on a plane terrified me. Now that I have lived with this for years I am sure I could travel by plane just fine though my sister helped me to come up with a new dream way to travel.
It all started when I realized my disorder stood in my way of travel. I was resigned to think I would never see the world until my sister came along with a plan. We would travel by train across the country. Once we were to the ocean we would hire a boat. Carri said it had to be an old fashioned boat, the kind pirates had. We would hire a crew and sail to .wherever our hearts desired. Once we were on land we would travel by train once again. Obviously, this will not come to pass but it got me thinking about travelling by boat. While I may not ever be able to travel by pirate ship I could certainly travel by cruise ship. My aunt has said you can hardly tell you’re on a boat with the larger ones. I think that would be a fun way to travel and I could still go by train once I reach my destination.
What is your ideal way to travel?