The urge to travel is upon me again, except this time there is this bizarre limitation on my ability to flee the country. It has nothing to do with physically being tired. I can rally for a new country, but I can't change the airlines policies on traveling in the third trimester. They vary, of course, but I'm also starting to wonder just how smart it is to wander too far from the land of free health care.
Which gives me just a few weeks to collect a few more countries.
I know it's not the most responsible thing to spend your kid's college education money on a trip to France or Spain, but I'm pretty sure it's something I need to do. I've been obsessively browsing the last minute airfare sites (don't even consider the Chunnel, way too pricey), and I just can't decide. An overnight ferry to Amsterdam? Then rent a car and head to Germany and Switzerland (I've never been). A flight to Paris? (I've been twice, but never with David, and isn't holding hands with your lover a prerequisite to a good weekend in Paris?) Or fly straight to the Spanish coast? (Also, never been.)
I think we'll have to save the Hebrides for later this summer when I'm not allowed to fly.
Where would you go? Any cheap travel sites I may have missed?
In fun internet links, try taking this quiz inspired by the immigrant naturalization test. The questions are beyond easy (sorry to make you nervous in advance), but make sure you pay attention to the percent of Americans who got the answer wrong when asked.
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