I Was Born A Traveling Man

As long as I can remember, I have always loved to travel. As I get older, the traveling bug has grown more intense and frequent. This upcoming Friday, Veronica and I will be catching a flight and heading towards Canada for our annual migration to Eagle Lake and our favorite fishing grounds. Combine...friends....fish...scenery and wildlife. It doesn't get any better than that. Our bags are packed and now we sit here watching the clock or at least that is what I usually do. Not so much this time. Why? you ask. Because I am already researching new adventures and locations for our future travels. There are so many places that we would each like to see and then quite a number that we both want to see and share. River cruises, regular cruises, cruise tours, land tours, escorted tours, self drive tours...on and on the options go and we haven't even figured in all of the possible locations for these new adventures. The research and planning for these adventures are all part of the excitement and fun. Then there is the packing and preparations involved. It all builds up like a musical crescendo until the magic moment that you actually leave. That old saying really rings true...the journey is as meaningful and exciting as the destination or at least the saying goes something like that. But for me the journey and the destination take a back seat to my traveling companion. Without sharing everything that is seen and done on these travels with Veronica, for me, there would be no sense in going. The destinations would just be "places"...nothing special...just another dot on a map. It is Veronica that makes these places so special for me. I could not pick a better traveling partner to share these special times and places with. So with that in mind, it is back to my research and find something new and exciting that we can share between us.