Although I normally try to use my RTG post to spotlight our upcoming guests, April’s monthly topic was so inspiring I just had to switch it up this month.
Asking about a best vacation is a little like asking about a favorite child I think. You know each one has their own unique and wonderful traits and you love all of them. But…… okay, so maybe one of them connects with you just a little bit more than the others, though you could never explain why.
Well, this is how I feel about my favorite vacation. First I should say that I love, love, love, travelling with my husband. And, though I am always nervous about the work of travelling with my daughter, she continually surprises me by being a blast. So a front runner would definitely be my trip last August to NY and Boston. It had the best of everything: seeing friends, exploring new places, great food, and a chance to reconnect with locals from my books.
However, as much as I loved that trip, the first one that always comes to mind is my trip a couple of years ago to Italy. I’ve written lots about this trip (for more you can link here to my personal blog posts about it.) It was magical and non-replicable.
A friend had invited us to his wedding in Italy, but we had another trip which conflicted. Ultimately there was only one thing to do; I flew to Italy on my own to attend the wedding and then met my family in Mexico for our family vacation.
So, I was travelling by myself, in a foreign country where I didn’t speak the language. And I L-o-v-e-d it! The weather was warm but overcast while I was there, but in my memory the trip was golden and glowing. I visited spots from my second novel, UNTANGLING THE KNOT, and my next novel, MOLTO MAYHEM. I ate the most incredible food. Having just begun blogging, I got to incorporate fun overhears from Italy. And, I had the privilege of attending the most beautiful, incredible wedding I could ever imagine. The people I met while on that trip continue to be part of my life. And in fact, I plan to fly to Italy this summer with my daughter so I can introduce her to them (and to the joy that is Italy.)
There are times when I am planning trips where I think it can’t possibly be worth the, fill in the blank: money, time, effort, difficulty.
Remembering this trip reminds me of why I should go anyway. You never know which trip will turn out to be that most miraculous of journeys that inspire your life.
I hope your next trip sweeps you away on you own Journey Inspired by Love. Let me know when you take it, especially if it lands you in Italy.