After our stressful, chaotic, life-shortening Christmas trip to England, we’ve sworn off international travel until we can come and go without COVID tests and other pandemic-related restrictions. So far, America remains married to its re-entry testing requirements despite the fact that several countries—backed by the WHO—are abandoning their test-to-enter rules due to their reported ineffectiveness at curtailing COVID’s spread, and despite pleas from just about every sector of the travel industry.
Ergo, we’ve looked within our own (thankfully far flung) borders for travel inspiration this year, and I must say, inspiration has been achieved! Here’s a rundown:
Spring—the season of solo travel. When we “take the waters” in my home state we’ll probably bicker endlessly over whose spring break was better. Shortly thereafter the husband will jet off for his first visit to
The Geriatric State Florida to watch people drive cars.
- spring break bikepacking in southern Arizona (the husband)
- spring break hiking in Sedona, Arizona (me) This is when the husband will finally get his first taste of cat litterbox duty (note: it ain’t pretty).
- spa weekend in
- long weekend in Miami, Florida, for the Formula 1 race (the husband)
Summer—a return to our humble roots as we camp, hike, cycle, and soak our way around north central Colorado, after which I will glam it up a bit with my mom on my first trip to San Diego. (Bonus: another break from poop-scooping duty.)
- Colorado hot springs trip with the Bobbie (together)
- San Diego (my mom and me)
Fall (*tentative*)—not sure yet how I feel about this one. Then again, I somehow achieved Silver Medallion™ status with Delta® for 2022 (the husband says it’s down to the new hues sprouting from my head) and I should probably maximize travel while I have its rewards and privileges . . . and can lord it over the husband, a lowly, non-metallic SkyMiles™ member.
- Austin, Texas, for the Circuit of the Americas Formula 1 race (together, but I won’t go anywhere near a motorsport event)
Winter—the season of tinsel-trimmed cacti and Speedo™-clad Santas?
- Christmas in Death Valley (together)
And that, folks, will be a wrap . . . on both a great year of travel and, most likely, my Silver Medallion™ status. 😦
We want to resume international travel as much as anyone, but until the planning, prep, and execution stops turning my hair
gray silver, the lower 48 will be our playground.
Now over to you: What are your 2022 travel plans? Are you willing to go abroad yet? Is your hair turning silver?
And because this post has generated several comments from people marveling that our travels are all planned out for the coming year, I’ll direct you to this post:
**May Update**: Forget Austin in the fall. I’m now trying to convince the husband to do Savannah, Georgia, instead. Wish me luck!