What a difference a day makes...
Every day brings dramatic and shocking news. It reminds me of the early days of this horrible orange president. Disbelief. They are closing WHAT?
So my last post seems naive to me even though it was written only a few days ago. Of course, I can't go on my trip; of course, I have had to cancel (or shall we say postpone it to the fall but that means that I will have to cancel my trip to Mexico, planned for October & November). Of course, all my preparations to have my house as an Airbnb are for naught.
I decided that Ireland wouldn't be Ireland with pubs closed and museums closed and even churches closed and the same for the UK. I could see relatives but there is so much I couldn't do and I might as well be home in my nice comfortable home and keep the garden up and play guitar, maybe work on some comics and family tree research, all things I wouldn't be doing in my trip (heretofore referred to as BT, the Big Trip).
I feel sad about canceling or postponing my BT but resigned to it. There is a little bit of relief there also because I do have some anxiety about traveling and traveling alone. It's been a long time since I took a long trip by myself-- 2 weeks, yes, but not 2 months: I was 32 when I traveled around South America for a year by myself.
I have had to cancel 16 reservations for lodgings and at least 7 reservations for tours and I still haven't canceled my Delta airlines ticket! I will do that soon but they are asking you to wait until 72 hours ahead of your flight.
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