Every once and a while, I get the urge to travel. I suffer the desire to move into a distant location and experience new and exotic events.
Please understand…I love my house. I love my neighborhood. I love my city and I love my state. But I often wonder what it would be like to live in a far-off land. I ponder the mystery of traveling to a country where the drivers can’t find the right side of the road. How interesting would it be to live in a place where the people don’t understand your language, or worse, where you don’t understand their’s?
What is to keep me from selling our home and packing up to travel to a far-away destination? I have always wanted to travel. Perhaps you can hear it also. West Virginia is calling my name. Exciting thoughts, eh?