Was just talking to a friend today about growing up (both of us) in a factory town in WV in the 1950's at time when only the very rich traveled. Despite those beginnings, she covered more ground than I did, having worked as an international governmental consultant for 40+ years, but we share the amazement that we went further away than Pittsburgh.
The article above brought back great memories -- wandering the streets of London and NYC; being alone at the base of a mountain in Alaska while the plane flying my climbing group in for our ascent went back to get the next person in my group as we flew in one-by-one; enjoying bucket list trips to Machu Picchu and the Galapagos and Tanzania/Zanzibar; discovering Estonia on long summer days; and walking across Scotland (Kyle of Lochalsh to Inverness to Aberdeen) on one trip and England on another (Hadrian's Wall Trail). Even with those as "already done", am now filled with some great new ideas on future trips (just have to keep having birthdays).
Next trip up that is "for sure" is Belize in May and still hoping against hope that we get to go to Europe this summer and fall.