Responding to a piece written by Cathy of Wanderessence, where she commented that “Part of the thrill of travel is in the anticipation”
I could not agree more. As soon as I have a trip planned, booked or even before, I am doing as much searching, reading, looking at photographs as I can. And the maps will come out…
Anticipation can be heady, you get so involved with the possibilities of a place. And then comes the preparation. In the past, we did a lot of travelling in an old sportscar. It was small as well as old, so there was the need to keep packing down to a couple of small bags/cases, and the need to have the car prepared for its trip, as well has having some spares with us.
Part of the fun of anticipation was planning the trip home (we used to do Classic car tours, so the first major part of the journey was organised and very sociable, but also tiring because of the sheer number of miles covered, and in an elderly vehicle!)
So I would have a lot of enjoyment in working out the most interesting journey home, both in terms of route and in overnight stops. We found some great places, and I had some interesting books to refer to…mostly pre-Internet times…. I used to phone to reserve a room, and follow it up with a fax to confirm, in the local language.
I was younger and fitter in those days, so it was all an adventure. Now, I don’t do all the organising, and find packing more of a nightmare…. But I still do it, because of the thrill of seeing new places, meeting new people.