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Sunday, June 23, 2013
Same planet, different worlds
Part of what you get out of travel is what you bring to it. My lovely wife and I have a certain, shall I say, style? First we traveled with a canoe and a tent. Now we have the ambulance/motorhome conversion pulling a sailboat. We have a lot of fun and interesting experiences in our travels.
Some of friends, family and acquaintances from home have traveled to some of the same places, yet had totally different experiences. It first stuck me how different talking to my uncle and cousins. (the prosperous ones) Where we had a great time on the water, beaches, canoing or sailing, they went to play golf. We camped in places of great natural beauty, they stayed in 4 star hotels. We might have had a beer in a small funky bar, listening to a local Blues band, they ate in the restaurant hotel.
They said they had a good time. We know we did. What they spent in three days kept us going for a month.
We almost met up with friends of the family in our travels down to Florida last year, but we were heading back north while they were going south. They went to a lot of the towns and attractions that we went to. Unlike my relatives, they didn't stay in a hotel, but in their slide in truck camper. One would think we'd have experienced more of the same things, but not really.
The guy's retired military so he and his wife stayed on a lot of military bases. Some of them have great campgrounds, not open to us civilians. Of course, since it's all former military people camping there, they have a lot in common. That's nice, but limits the type of people one will meet up with.
One of the places they went was Key West. Now Key West is a pretty small island, but unless we ran into each crossing Duval Street, my wife and I would never have bumped into them in a week on the island. I guess they just aren't the type of people to share shots of white lightning with a local character at 3 a. m. in the rain. There was a great band playing and nobody wanted it to end.
It's not just where you go, but what you bring to a place that matters.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.