Travel Bug
People have been asking me a lot of questions. What am I going to do. Have I got a new job yet? But the question asked the most is ‘Are you going to Ireland?’ As if that’s all I do, go to Ireland. I do other things. Really.
Sometimes I go to England.
But to answer the question: I have no plans to go there this summer. Yet.
I never do have travel plans, because I don’t seem to travel without a reason anymore. I don’t go on holidays. I travel with a purpose. Mostly music related. To see a gig. To see friends. To see friends at a gig. Often, these trips are last minute decisions. Whenever something’s on.
My idea of a (real) holiday is going camping in France. Or to rent an apartment in Portugal, with a pool on the grounds and some dirty little caf in the village nearby, and watching fishermen handle their colourful boats on the beach and gape at the mountains of shell food at the market. Which is something I enjoy doing very very much. But not on my own.
