I love to travel. And it's about this time of year that I get anxious to get out of Utah. When Michael was living in North Carolina, it was wonderful because I had a place to go (not to mention a husband to see) when I wanted out of here. And there were major perks because he lived on the beach. Now, with Michael here, North Carolina seems no different than any other vacation. We'd still be paying for a place to stay, flights, food, etc. The convenience of having cheap get-a-way no longer exists.
So where to go? If I had my choice (and the money to get there) it would be a tropical paradise. I love the water and the sun so put me on a beach and I'm happy. I took a trip to Maui about 6 years ago (I can't believe it has really been that long), and I loved every second of it. Coming home to Utah was so hard and I was in denial for a few weeks upon my return.
I would also be just fine with Greece. I've always wanted to go to this Mediterranean paradise. I can only imagine what those white sand beaches look like nestled against cobalt blue waters and rolling hills. I'll get there one day and when I do, you can bet I'll be taking plenty of pictures.
Here in Utah, winter seems to start in October and last until Memorial weekend. At first, I don't mind because all the holidays keep me occupied. There's nothing like the crisp autumn air with the scent of a cinnamon candle lingering. Halloween is my favorite holiday and when it's over, I have two more to look forward to. But once Christmas is over, and all the decorations have been put back in storage, there's nothing but bland, bleak, barren trees, accompanied by cold, wet weather, and the typical inversion that we are so lucky to have here YUCK!
January, February, and March are the three worst months of the year. Everything is so dead and ugly and I find myself longing for tulips and green grass. That's why it's so depressing to wake up to snow on this April Fool's day. Winter should be over...and yet it feels like the sun is still on vacation in some tropical paradise. I wish she'd at least send a postcard. *sigh*