The travel bug

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new hori­zons kept call­ing me.

So while I was work­ing as a med­i­cal tran­scrip­tion­ist at the lo­cal hos­pi­tal, on day, af­ter be­ing a lit­tle peeved at my hus­band for buy­ing a speed­boat (es­pe­cially since he knew I wasn’t go­ing in it with him, as I had a great fear of the wa­ter) and hav­ing just re­ceived a nice cheque with retroac­tive pay on it, I de­cided I was go­ing to use it to take a coach tour of Europe my­self.

I had al­ways wanted to go to Europe and my hubby had no in­ter­est what­so­ever in go­ing ‘across the pond’. I came up with all kinds of ar­gu­ments as to why I should take this trip.

This was go­ing to be a once in a life­time trip, I’d said. Why who knew where we’d be posted next? And I might not have the money to do it an­other time and so on.

It has noth­ing to do with the tit-for-tat - re­ally! But that once in a life­time trip turned into me tak­ing three mo­tor coach tours of Europe in 2 1/2 years. Well now, I was def­i­nitely hooked.

Af­ter the third trip I had a bril­liant idea of tak­ing a course in Travel and Tourism, hop­ing that af­ter it was fin­ished maybe I could work part-time as a travel agent or as a cus­tomer ser­vice agent for one of the air­lines - af­ter all, they got good travel deals didn’t they?

As fate would hap­pen, by then I had been work­ing for an or­tho­pe­dic sur­geon for al­most two years, and one day shortly af­ter I had fin­ished the course, he an­nounced he was re­tir­ing and mov­ing to St. John’s, which meant I would be out of a job, un­less I went back to Med­i­cal Records and started back down the lad­der as a file clerk - not likely!

That idea didn’t sit well with me at all. Then lo and be­hold a few days later a lo­cal travel agency owner called and asked me to come work for him. A year later we brought the travel agency from him, and I be­came the owner/op­er­a­tor and en­joyed trav­el­ling for both busi­ness and plea­sure for the next 10 years, un­til sell­ing the busi­ness so I could de­vote my­self to teach­ing the Travel, Tourism and Hos­pi­tal­ity course at a pri­vate col­lege.

While I’ve trav­elled to Europe, the Caribbean, Mex­ico, Cen­tral Amer­i­can, all but one prov­ince of Canada and through­out much of the USA, as well as hav­ing been on six cruises, and hav­ing en­joyed world-fa­mous mu­se­ums and cathe­drals, see­ing breath­tak­ing vis­tas and learn­ing about other cul­tures and his­to­ries, in my opin­ion there is no place like home.

And I must ad­mit the travel bug is a lit­tle dor­mant these days. How­ever, I am still game for some ad­ven­ture - I am de­ter­mined to do zip-lin­ing some­time soon, even if it kills me!

And it might not take much to per­suade me to join some friends on an­other cruise in Fe­bru­ary.

Watch out for my next ar­ti­cle in which I will de­scribe some of my mis­ad­ven­tures and in­ci­dents, some of them quite scary, some of them very amus­ing, that I en­coun­tered on my jour­neys.

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