For the past several years, we've taken a long-ish vacation in the Fall, anywhere from 8-17 days, and it's always been exciting to plan. We're very fortunate to have been able to travel and see and do some of the things on our bucket list. We didn't plan anything for 2018, however, because my brother had been ill and we were reluctant to plan travel for any length of time. With trying to get in as many visits with him as we could (about a 2-hr drive away) and make the most of all holidays, etc., I didn't even miss the travel. I do, however, miss my brother terribly and know it will take time to start feeling like myself again.
Now we're looking ahead to next Fall, and although there are so many possibilities -- mostly thinking of Italy, Spain, deep in the French countryside -- I'm finding it hard to get excited about anything. Has anyone else gone through a travel slump, where you would like to travel but nothing sparks that magical feeling? Care to share any magical moments or places where you got that *aha* feeling?
Now we're looking ahead to next Fall, and although there are so many possibilities -- mostly thinking of Italy, Spain, deep in the French countryside -- I'm finding it hard to get excited about anything. Has anyone else gone through a travel slump, where you would like to travel but nothing sparks that magical feeling? Care to share any magical moments or places where you got that *aha* feeling?