Well, it’s the end of August and another summer is just about in the books. I don’t know about you but this summer went by way too fast for my liking. I’ve got a few more beach days up my sleeve (never enough though) and pumpkin spice season is on the horizon (I refused to acknowledge the PSL anytime before October 1).
Is it just me or is anyone else wondering how on earth it’s the end of July already? While the days are longer the summer months seem to fly by way too quickly for my liking. June found me in a bit of a funk about turning 40. Well, not so much a funk as a feeling of inaction and indecision; a feeling of suspended animation while life keeps going on around you. I knew I wanted to go somewhere for the long Independence Day weekend and I hemmed about where to go until about two weeks before I wanted to leave, and 5 minutes before going to bed one night I hit purchase on two tickets to Denver. I went into beast mode with trip planning and had an itinerary in a few days. Those first steps of action and decision were enough for me to feel like I got my mojo back.
So this is 40. Over the past few years I’ve transitioned from being “Miss” and I am now squarely in “Ma’am” territory. I’m not just an a adult, I am a middle-aged adult (cringe). I have worked for the same company for 10 years, have a mortgage and a good credit score. I have been married for over a third of my life. I wear sensible shoes. Increasingly I’m the adultier adult that other adults turn to for advice when making adult decisions.
Guys, I have a confession to make. I went to Mexico City with full intentions of eating nothing but tacos (and a handful of chapulines if I was feeling particularly brave) and drinking nothing but mezcal and agua fresca, but somehow had a day where I ended up getting Starbucks and pizza. Through this blog I encourage everyone to get out and explore the world; get to know cultures different from your own, taste local delicacies, and experience things you can’t do back home. Like most of you, I have limited time off and try to show how to make the most of a short trip or long weekend. I typically spend hours researching a trip, knowing exactly what I want to do and where to go while allowing for a little spontaneity here and there. I’m usually pretty successful at this, returning from a trip with a camera full of pictures, a handful of memories and temporary too tight pants syndrome from days of devouring the local cuisine.
As we all celebrate the start of a new year January 1 also marks the anniversary of when I first hit publish here at the Casual Travelist. I started writing three years ago as part of the healing process after my Mom passed away from early-onset Alzheimer’s and every day I’m amazed and grateful for all of you that have chosen to stop by my little corner of the internet. The past three years have been filled with opportunities and adventures that I couldn’t have imagined when I started writing but what I cherish the most is all of the new friends, both in person and online, that I’ve made along the way. You guys really are the best.
If you’re like me right about now you’re wondering just how the past year flew by so fast. I managed to make my goal of traveling at least once a month over the past year,all while working full time. Three countries, seven states and a whole lot of exploring Virginia provided a year’s worth of adventure. Without further ado, here are my best travel moments of 2016.
I can’t believe how fast 2016 has flown by, as I write this thoughts of turkey and pumpkin pie dance in my head and visions of Christmas sales flash across my TV screen. Tensions still run high from one of the most contentious election seasons in history, but despite the doom that pops up in my news feed there is a lot that’s good and right in the world. I choose to focus on the positive and this year has generally been a good one for me. Here are a few things I’m thankful for this year.