Welcome to my travel blog. I say “Hello World” now, but I have been saying that in one way or another for most of my life. Travel around the world has been part of my life since I was a small child. I took my first plane ride before my first birthday, and had my first passport at the age of four. (I know that doesn’t sound unusual to many people now, but in the 1950s, it was.)
I grew up as an army brat, and wear the title proudly to this day. Mom always wanted to travel–it even says so in her college yearbook, and Dad was a career military man who did not hesitate to take his family around the world to far-flung duty stations. When we lived in Europe, we traveled all over the continent, camping out of a little blue Volkswagen much of the time. That is not always an easy trick with three young children, but it didn’t faze Mom and Dad.
When we were not off on a camping trip to some other place, we spent our weekends riding bicycles in the Waldstadt, or taking a Sunday drive to the Black Forest. Mom liked shopping in the local shops for groceries–European bakeries are a class unto themselves, and I remain thoroughly spoiled to this day.
I attended high school–one of the three I went to–in Seoul, Korea, when Dad was assigned there in the 1970s. It was an incredible culture shock to an American teenager to see the grinding poverty of what was pretty much a third world country pulling itself out of the devastation of the Korean War twenty years earlier. We had the opportunity to get out into the city, and I saw how hard people worked to lift themselves and their families out of poverty. It is no wonder to me that Korea is a bona-fide first world country today. I have not been back to Korea since leaving in the mid-1970s–it is on my bucket list to return someday.
It has been one of the great joys of my life to be able to continue traveling with my own family, to take my children to Europe to see the homes we lived in, the sights I remember from my childhood and to share the adventure of the unknown and unfamiliar.
The Hubby and I began our life together by traveling abroad, first to Scotland and then to Israel where he worked for 4 months. After children came, we took them to Germany, to New Zealand, to Ireland, and to Scotland. I will be the first–or maybe the second, after Mom–to say that traveling with young children is not easy, but it is SO worth it. Today, those children are grown up, and are confident young adults unafraid to venture into the world on their own terms. I credit travel for at least some of that confidence.
So what does all this have to do with being “Footloose and Fancy Free”? It is a state of mind–a state of mind that allows one to pick up and go with confidence, to travel to unknown places without trepidation, to believe that the adventure is in going and doing, whatever happens along the way. If I can take three young children around the world, I can do anything!
Now that those confident young adults are out in the world, Hubby and I are back to traveling on our own. Most recent trip–New Zealand, again.
If you are not a footloose and fancy free traveler now, I hope you will be inspired and encouraged to reach outside your own comfort zone, and explore the great wide world around us. I’ll be posting articles on travel basics–my cardinal rules, plus some, on traveling with small children, on traveling with someone who is mobility limited (Mom still loves to travel–she just isn’t as able as she was when she chased her own small children around)–as well as articles on places and things that appeal to me, and why they are important to me in my travels.
In addition, I’ll be writing about our future travel plans–sort of the anatomy of planning a trip.
So come along with me as we head into our next adventure!!