While the thought of taking three months out to travel the world sounds like complete fun, all the work in getting to the point where you are at the airport, is more like hard work.
First of all you have to work out where to go. With only pop culture setting our path (thanks Lilo and Stitch for the Hawaii suggestion), we just found a map and pointed. It's probably going to work out great. We have all the movie quotes that we need to say in all the right places. But working out where to go is just the beginning.
Two travel agents, 5 combinations of different airlines and about 5 x 1 hour meetings later, we finally landed on Virgin Atlantic to take us most of the way. Brilliant, flights booked and paid for. The trip is almost done. WRONG!
Picking the right tour for Europe was a trick. What if you hate the people, the bus, the accommodation, where they take you etc... Taking advantage of a couple of anxiety attacks, we managed to land on a 37 day tour with Top Deck. Probably a bit long, but if you're going to Europe, you've really gotta do it. Great, well it's almost done. WRONG!
What about America and Hawaii? It's half of the whole trip. Where are we going to stay? what are you going to do? How will it work? So we spend another couple of sessions with the travel agent and booked a few grand in travel. The places look amazing, exactly how you want your accommodation to look.
I'm being a realist now. I know we aren't even close. We've spent $12k and haven't taken off yet. I know we still have travel insurance, bags, clothes, spending money etc... to take care of. It's going to almost be a full time job as it gets closer.
But still, I keep dreaming of that first 10 minutes. We've taken off, we have a glass of bubbly in hand. 3 Months ahead of us. No work. No Winter. The thoughts of how that will feel is enough to get me through all the planning and work up until that one moment. And its going. to. be. GREAT!
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