I love traveling. Even with the craziness of today's travel, I love it. I'm in awe that we can travel some 8,000 miles in a day and arrive safely.
The sites and sounds and history of each new place is like discovering a whole new world. And yet, meeting fellow travelers and expressing interest in local customs launches a shared experience and our world becomes a little smaller, a little more friendly and a little less overwhelming. I always find it funny that I am uncomfortable walking into a party or event and yet am happy to speak with people on street corners, in restaurants or on ferries wherever we happen to be in the world.
I've always wanted to travel to Ireland and Rick can trace his family back in Ireland to the early 1800's, so this is a dream come true for both of us. We've been planning the trip for about two years and are beyond excited. As always, when we travel I love to connect with Jewish history, so this will give us an opportunity to explore the small but vibrant Jewish history as well.
Of course our first foray was simply getting from the airport to the hotel driving on the left side of the street. We made it and celebrated with a touch of Jameson's.