No, not in the way you are thinking!
At night, when I am not particularly sleepy, but need to be, I try to put myself to sleep by counting things. Sometimes I try to calculate how many dollars a day I need to make on this blog for it to be a “real” job. Real as in, pays more real dollars than it does now, lol. Sometimes, like last night, I tried to decide the different things I would buy (almost all were houses) if we stumbled onto 5 million dollars. Then just a million, because, well, 5 million is a LOT. I think I drifted off before I could really count things up, because truth be told, I can’t really remember what all I did with that imaginary money.
The other night, however, I tried to count all of the different beds I have slept in in just the past 12 months.
Have you ever thought about that? Most people will say 3 or 4, I am guessing. A trip to visit friends or family, and maybe a vacation to the beach or something of the sort.
Me? I am having a hard time counting, so I decided typing it all out would help me. You, dear reader, are just the (un)lucky soul along for the trip down my memory lane.
When Rust and I decided to do this – THIS being travel the world for the year (at least) – I never really thought we would do it. Like – DO IT. It’s a big dream and takes lots of planning, and quite honestly, a lot of love and patience for your partner. I know there are days, maybe weeks, he wants to murder me just because I exist, and I am the only human he’s spoken to in English because I AM THE ONLY HUMAN HE KNOWS speaking English. We stay in little flats, or little hotel rooms, days and months at a time, and we are our only real friends. Sure, we text and message friends and family, but face to face conversation with anyone else? We go for weeks sometimes without it. So having patience is key…and I am glad he loves me enough to not have killed me quite yet. We still have a lot of travel plans over the next 6 months that I am looking forward to not being dead for.
So, last August we began. I’m not going to list the actual dates of each bed, just the bed, and where it was. I wonder if I will hit 30? 30 would be a lot for a year, I think. Let’s see.
- A Hampton Inn somewhere north of Austin
- Air Mattress at our friends Scott and Tia’s
- Our own bed in Spring, TX
- A hotel somewhere between Texas and Virginia
- My parents house in VA
- My sister’s house outside of DC (she took us to the airport)
- Our riad in Marrakech (a double bed)
- Another bed in the same riad (a king)
- A nice hotel in Gueliz, because we were sick of the riad
- The Casino Hotel in Marrakech
- A hotel on the way to the Sahara
- In a huge tent made of rugs with an Italian couple, deep in the Sahara Desert
- A loft apartment in Budapest
- An overnight train from Austria to Florence
- A double bedroom in Poppi
- A king bed suite in Poppi
- A queen bedroom in Poppi (we tried every bed on the property almost!)
- A nice suite in Camogli, Italy
- Our cabin on the Mediterranean Cruise
- A nice room in Venice, Italy…Oh my, that’s 20 already and I am just to November. I hope I remember the rest!
- A hotel in Hope Arkansas
- Rusty’s bedroom at his parents house
- A mattress on the floor of my grandparents empty house at Christmas
- Our bed in Thailand
- A hotel between Texas and Virginia
- Our AirBnB flat in Colmar, France
- Our AirBnB flat in Bayeux, France
- A cool little hotel in Paris
- A hotel between Virginia and Texas
- A night in Galveston at the San Luiz to get-away
- The bunk bed at my parents cabin in VA
- “My” bed at my parents cabin in VA
- The extra bed at my parents house in VA, with Seven
- The bed in our new house at Lake Conroe
- The Hershey Lodge, PA
- At my friend Dayna’s house in PA
- A few nights at Niagara Falls, Canada
- Somewhere in Ohio, not far from Kentucky
- Another night in Arkansas
- A fancy hotel in downtown Houston, because Rusty spoils me
- A hotel in Florida, on the way to Orlando
- A few nights in Orlando near Universal Studios
- A couple of nights on Amelia Island (amazing resort!)
- A couple of nights in Savannah, GA
- A few nights in a Marriott in Atlanta, GA
- Somewhere between Virginia and Texas
46. Wow. Some were just for a night, some were for MANY nights. Like, Thailand. We spent about 60 nights there. Colmar was 30. Bayeux was 12 I think. Poppi for 10 or 12, the cruise was 12, Budapest was 8. That alone is 144 nights, not counting all of the others.
We know we are lucky. Not many people can just uproot and take off like we have, and I am very grateful for the opportunity. I’ve gotten so much from these travels – little things that add up. Like language. I know at least a few words and phrases in quite a few languages now. Thai, French, Italian, Arabic, German, even a word or two of Russian thanks to our stays here in Thailand. I’m working everyday to learn more Thai, but it’s hard. Not using regular English letters makes it TOUGH. But we try. Our friends here help us, and us them, a little every day. Two days ago, we learned our new favorite phrase…it sounds like “saww waww” – it means shut your mouth.
The world is big. There is so much to see, to learn, to appreciate.
I wish I could give it to all of you, but I can’t. You’ll have to do your own bed hopping. And I hope you do.