I asked my parents this year if for my birthday/Christmas/Easter/Valentines Day/Earth Day/Half Birthday/Arbor Day/Executive Assitants Day if I could go on a trip. I’ve been suffering from CRAZY wanderlust of late. Like when I watch Only You, featuring Marisa Tomei and Robert Downey Jr, all I can think about is going to Italy. Gossip Girl makes me want to visit New York in Fall. And so on and so on.
Mom and I have decided to officially start planning a trip. Knowing my mother like I do, I know that if we don’t set a date, it will never happen. Mom, I know you read this, but let’s be honest, you’re not a planner. You would rather wait and see if you feel like traveling that weekend. This is a wonderful quality but makes it a little difficult when I’m planning my vacation days for work. Yesterday we started making plans. I call Mom and suggest a culinary trip to the Amalfi Coast. She suggests Mount Rushmore.
What is your dream trip? Right now I’m really into wanting to go to Egypt. But I think if the Amalfi Coast is out, so it King Tut. Any suggestions on where I should go next?
I vote for a cruise. A cruise which takes aunts and 2 dogs and 2 cats.
No? Ok, I’ll keep thinking.