So I find more and more that my passion is travel. I mean, really, who really doesn't love to travel? I read about people going somewhere and read about cruises and different countries of the world and think, "Damn! I wish I could do that" It's Friggin Stupid that I don't write about what I love...TRAVELING. But here is the rub. I don't have the time or the funds to travel so that I can tell the world about my adventures. Who the hell would want to read about places I see when drive home to visit my parents? Or going to Minneapolis? I suppose there are plenty of things to show that I have seen in Minneapolis but we've already been to most places and I would have to go back again in order to do a good write-up on it but when you have kids, the only thing they want to see twice is the Mall of America and the Science Museum. So I suppose I could start there.
Here is the other problem. When doing a blog they say you should write every day, which you can tell from my posts I don't do. So I figured being able to write about dumb thins I read online would be easier because I read dumb things every day. I can't travel every day. I don't travel enough to have a lot of opinions on how to travel. I used to travel a lot when I worked for Northwest Airlines and could have given a lot of insight that way, but those days unfortunately are long past.
God I loved to travel. I have gone many places in my past. Drove out West multiple times in my life. Loved Yellowstone, Teton Mountains, Grand Canyon, all grand places to visit and take in. I have flown to Hawaii, Mexico, Phillipines, and Germany. I have yet to hit the East Coast or Alaska. I loved traveling but those of you with children know your adorable loved ones take away from the funds that make those trips possible.
Wouldn't it be neat if I could write and get paid to do it? Wouldn't it be neat if I could go to places around the world, write it off as an expense, and write about it and make money from doing so? It's stupid I am writing about stuff that just piss me off yet here I sit. Wishing I could be on some grand adventure. I love my kids and I can't complain about my current career but I love to travel. Growing up I always dreamed of doing something I love as a job.
Here's what I see when I travel to Bismarck, North Dakota. A large buffalo and plenty of land as far as the eye can see. Now don't get me wrong. In the summer I love being able to see for miles. The sky and earth sort of meld into one and it is beautiful. Anybody that knows me knows that you add a thunderstorm in that scene and you've got heaven for me. But the remainder of the year, I'd rather be on a beach somewhere. Pisses me off I can't do this. It's the old adage you have to have money to make money. Maybe others know something I don't but it sucks. I want to get away. Need a break. Need to see more of the world.