Summer. It's the season for fun, games and parties. Everybody goes on vacation somewhere nice, preferably exotic, depending on the budget. Some like it hot, wet and loud so they go to the seaside, others prefer it chill, mellow and quiet so they go to the mountains, a few just go on the tour and see some of this and some of that. We all need this, don't we, just to get away, to be somewhere else, to break away from the daily, weekly, monthly routine. We plan all year, save all year, work all year, just for these few days, couple of weeks of fun and relaxation.
And then the Big Day comes and we are ready and packed to leave. I don't know about you, but I am more of a traveler than a tourist, I like the trip more than being at the destination. Sure, seeing nice places, swimming day after day after day in the blue sea, staying in a folding chair in front of a cabin and looking at the mountains and the trees, listening to birds is pretty nice, going to museums, fairs and historical locations can feed your soul and mind, but let's face it: getting there is the climax of the whole thing. This is why we, OK lets make it I, usually stop on the way there, take minor detours or just go slower and enjoy the ride. All in all this is like life, we are all going somewhere, we (mostly) like the getting there, but wish we never did.
Are you ready to go?