[dropcap]U[/dropcap]ntil fairly recently, I wasn’t much in to travelling. As a matter of fact, I’ve been fervently anti-travelling. I’m a creature of habit and a big sucky baby when forced to deviate from my routine, so any situation that means I don’t get my Tim Hortons coffee and my Cavendish home fries in the morning is a situation in which I am a whiny, crabby bitch.
But in the last little while I’ve befriended a bunch of Yanks and – despite my best efforts – I cannot get them to just come to Toronto every time I want to see them. So in order to make sure I get my face time with my Laureeny and Cheekerz and Nickerz and Lalerz and Stephie I’ve actually had to get up off my duff and venture outside the 2km radius in which I normally live my life.
In the last two years I’ve taken more pleasure trips than I’ve taken in my entire adulthood. And I’ve only been on like 4. And while I won’t say that I’ve learned to love travelling and appreciate broadening my horizons, I will say that it’s not as horrific as I previously thought it was.
And because I’ve learned to not detest travelling, my pie in the sky list of travel destinations has come to seem a lot less lofty. And since I like nothing more than sharing my randomness with you, I thought I’d share with you some of the random ass places I’d like to visit (or re-visit) in the near future.
I have no real reason for wanting to visit Philadelphia. I don’t eat meat so I’ll be missing out on cheese steaks and I’m lactose so I can’t eat the cream cheese either. But I blame Jennifer Weiner, because most of her books are set there and I’ve read them all so much that I have vivid images in my mind of what it looks like. And I want to run those steps that Rocky ran on. And no sales tax sounds like the move after all these years of paying double-digit tax on every fucking thing I buy. Problem here is that I have a serious hatred for the state of Pennsylvania. But the minute I figure out how to get to Philadelphia without going to Pennsylvania, I’m all over it.
Blame Danielle Steele for this one. I haven’t read all of her books – nor would I admit it to you if I had – but each of the ones I have includes the characters taking off to Carmel to retreat from a bad relationship or a romantic getaway. It seems like the perfect place to go on a vacation when you want to do nothing but fuck and see beautiful scenery. And you can never go wrong with that.
Now most normal people who want to visit California want to go to LA. This girl here has zero desire to ever go there but I’m chomping at the bit to see San Francisco. It just seems like it has so much personality. And for a character such as myself that’s perfect. And plus it dovetails nicely with my desire to go to Carmel.
This falls under the category of a revisit. I’ve been to New York for a total of about 8 hours and while I spent those hours doing the most important things – visiting Harlem, spending time with the homey @MrSpradley, and celebrating my birthday – I know I haven’t even begun to scratch the surface. I didn’t even go to Barney’s for God’s sake! This definitely requires several do-overs.
Another re-visit. DC is my favourite city ever and it was even before I ever went there. The first time I saw it, it was like my soul sighed and just said “yes. Here.” I can’t really say why I love it there so much, but I do. The problem is that some of my most favourite people ever live there so when I go I don’t really see the sights. I know I should, but I’d just way rather spend time with the awesome people than see all the awesome things and that will probably never change.
This is the original entry on my “places to visit some day” list. And if I had to choose only one place it would be Israel. I’ve wanted to go to Israel as long as I’ve known there was an Israel and I blame my fascination with Jewish people and the Hebrew language for it. Because g-d knows there’s an abundance of both. Plus I have always always wanted to spend a summer working on a kibbutz….even though I’m sure I’d hate my life about 15 minutes after I got on it.
Many moons ago I had a boss who lived in Myrtle Beach (she ruled me via telephone) and I was obsessed with her. She was just so feminine and stylish and scary and her accent was to die for. Throw in a couple of books set in the Lowcountry and you’ve got yourself a burning desire.
And that’s my random list of places I’d like to visit some day. What say you guys? Am I missing any can’t-miss places? What’s on your list? Share with me in the comments.
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