Itchy Feet

My friend Sara Chapman Williams used to tell me she was nervous when she didn’t have plane tickets on her desk for her next trip. I find I’m the same way. For those of us who obsessively check our TripIt lists for our next big adventure, itchy feet can be a hazard of the hobby. We long to move, to travel, to see. We find that planning a trip is half the fun, especially when you’re traveling with someone who is generally on the same page about pace, expenses, splurges, and even naps.

I’ve been home all summer, which was strange but also felt very luxurious. For for the first time in three years, I wasn’t scrambling on a deadline to grab my dry cleaning, finish projects, and book a hotel room. Then again, nor was a planning for restaurant reservations or sightseeing in an exotic locale. And while it was nice to gain some momentum at home, I have found I have itchy feet.

Travel can be the sort of thing that sneaks up on you. It so easy to put it aside. The time, the expense, the displacement from home. But yet…

Every time I return, even from a busy trip, I am more refreshed than before. I’ve seen people and places, sights and sounds and more that I wouldn’t have seen before. I’m reminded of how valuable travel is and what it can be. And that no matter how lovely it was to be home all summer, I can’t live without. I can’t survive without seeing this world around us.

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