Meandering

The exhaustion continues.  I was so tired yesterday I didn't have the energy to write about the pictures I posted.  Hence the invention of Wordless Wednesday, my "get out of writing" free card that I can invoke whenever the exhaustion becomes more than bone-crushing (like yesterday) or days when the words just won't come.  

For those of you wondering, the pictures I posted were taken in April 2007, during what we lovingly refer to as our "trip of a lifetime".  It really was with stops in such incredible places as Monte Carlo, Florence, Rome & Paris - the romance capitals of Europe!   

We took lots and lots of photos while overseas, as is evidenced in the 3 CDs, 4 flash drives and 1 hard drive that house all these photos.  Typical tourists, we snapped pictures of monuments, landmarks, landscapes and each other.  What we don't have in the 1,298 pictures of that trip are very many pictures of the two of us together.  Seems we're shy tourists and didn't want to ask anyone to touch our camera and take our pictures.  So, many of the shots we do have of us together are taken by one of us, arm outstretched, hoping like hell that the lens is actually focused on us and not at the top of our heads.

Looking back at these photos makes me realize just how much we love to travel together.  You know you've met the perfect mate if you can travel with him.  And if you can travel internationally together without killing each other or getting arrested and thrown into one of those scary "Midnight Express" jails, well - all the better.   It really was one of the litmus tests I used in evaluating my relationship with the man I would eventually marry.  Was he able to navigate foreign train timetables?  Could he find me a bathroom on a moment's notice when he doesn't speak the language?  Was he willing to immerse himself in the local culture?  You know, the ahem "when in Rome" clause (pun intended).    Thankfully, he passed with more than flying colours; he even managed to overlook my Parisian temper tantrum and I eventually got over whatever the big deal was that so chapped my fanny so we could continue our stay in the city of lights.

We've got itchy feet these days...it's what happens to us when we're ready to make a break for the border and explore some foreign soil.  Passports have been renewed.  Map books have been purchased.  GPS systems are being programmed.  Dog-sitters are being sought.    Soon we're leaving on vacation and it really can't come a moment too soon.  We haven't really had a true vacation since that trip of a lifetime 2 years ago.  Not even a honeymoon.  No, the 3-hour deep-sea fishing trip does not count as our honeymoon cruise!   

The countdown is on...T-minus 24 and counting!