I don’t know why I do it to myself. My urge to travel frequently and extensively just gets the better of me. I feel like I should be satisfied with my already frequent trips, or if that doesn’t do it, our upcoming Southeast Asian adventure should do the trick and quash my need to torture myself with the stories of others. But it doesn’t. Instead, I read about the travels of singles, couples and families voraciously and with a pang of envy. I get newsletters, catalogs, mailings. Can I not get enough?
Last night I attended my first in-person travel event. I was in Boston for class and worked from there for the day so I could do the whole two birds, one stone thing. The event: Meet, Plan, Go. Held in 13 cities simultaneously in North America. Hundreds, if not thousands of people listening to panels of travelers, hearing the stories of bloggers we’ve read for years. Meeting travel-blogging “celebrities” – and yes, those do exist.
And, just like I expected, it was great! The panel was enthusiastic (obviously!) and informed. Fellow audience members were just like me! The guy sitting next to me is quitting his job TODAY to travel beginning next month. Yikes. I have a very small chance of winning one of three world trips which is cool. I won this game called Bananagrams which I’ve never heard of but should be fun for a long plane ride. Basically, going to the event in Boston was like finally admitting that “My name is Julie and I am a travelling addict.” Get a grip girl!
And that’s all I have to say about that!
I am a traveling addict as well! I met a young couple in Africa who are traveling for a year! I am jealous of those people that can do that!
I am part of a website called travbuddy, and even went to a meetup to meet other travel obsessed people!
It’s always nice to know people like me! Thanks for the info!