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My ultimate travel fantasy


Never Put Off Tomorrow What You Can Do Today – Traveling On Your Own Terms

February 20, 2011 • By

Recently, I was asked to write a guest post at Baby Boomers Traveling by another travel friend, Doris Gallan.   I soon realized that it was actually a continuation of a post that I wrote last month, “How to get out of your own way and live the life you want“.  With Doris’ permission, I am posting it here.  I hope that it inspires someone to reach out and grab life with gusto:

I was raised in a household of ten kids with two parents and as you can imagine, freedom of movement was a scarce commodity. I think that is where my first yearning for wide open spaces came from. It’s difficult to live life feeling confined, so I suppose that gave rise to my desire to be unencumbered; unrestricted. I had always been interested in geography because I learned so much about places so far removed from the reality of my life. It was like a pleasant dream to politely acknowledge, but I never believed that it would or could possibly come true.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to visit Paris – the venerable city of lights. Like so many would-be nomads, I allowed the dream to sit unfettered in the deep recesses of my mind. I never allowed myself to believe that it could become a reality for me. It was safer to let the years drift by; to craft excuse after excuse as to why it was OK to not do a single thing that would get me closer to that elusive goal. Until one day, I had a ridiculously simple epiphany: “Just Do It”. Nothing was going to happen until I made it so. No travel agent was going to come knocking to see what my plans were. I believe so many of us are sitting, waiting for supernatural signs to tap us on our collective shoulders. It will not happen that way. As with anything worth having, you have to work for it, to plan for it….that is truly the only way it will come to pass. It’s about taking a leap of faith, of believing that you have as much right as anyone else to live dreams previously unfulfilled.


That is my main purpose in starting my travel blog, A View To A Thrill. It is a call to action to anyone who has the desire, but perhaps, not the knowledge to explore this vast world that we live in. It is an appeal to believe in the possibilities; to believe in your own ability to navigate through this life on your own terms. Rest assured, there will always be naysayers; those that can think of every reason on earth as to why you’ve left your senses. You will be surprised to see that their protests are usually deeply rooted in their own self-doubts. And yes, there are those who will think that you see yourself as high and mighty simply because you want to expose yourself to different cultures, different experiences, different….anything. It goes against their predictable and limited expectations and some would even ask what are you running from?

When I travel, I never put restrictions on myself. If there is something that I want to do, I do it anyway…even if some folks thinks it’s for other people. If I want to go to a country music concert, I’ll go. You’d be surprised how many people (black and white) would find it odd that I enjoy country music. Never let others define you and tell you what you should be doing, do what pleases you. I think older people are probably most guilty about towing the party-line. Sometimes, you have to risk being judged or even mocked. If you have unconventional tastes, own it! You only go around once, live it to the fullest! I’ve always said, unless you pay my mortgage, utilities and buy my groceries, you don’t get a say in how I live my life. Conformity takes the color out of rainbows, harmony out of a song and the joy out of living.


My goal is to reach out to those who want to travel on a budget without sacrificing comfort and also to provide guidance to those who want to travel, but never have. To that end, my blog focuses on the reality that most people are living paycheck to paycheck. In these economic times, it is even more important to share ways of traveling on a budget. It’s about making adjustments, even sacrifices to your current lifestyle. There are lots of tricks to save money without even trying to or learning how to deny yourself when you see that pair of jeans that cost more than a fancy winter coat. It’s not going to be a piece of cake, but the reward will be worth it. Just as important, is the person who wants to travel, but has no idea of how to get started. My desire is to share some of the things that I wish others had told me about when I was just starting out.


Getting away, to find yourself!

November 23, 2008 • By

Your dreams are as big or small as you want them to be

Oxymoronic? No, I don’t think so. I believe vacations are the best way to reintroduce yourself to… It’s so easy…..dangerously so… get caught up in our workday and family obligations that we forget that our own batteries need to be recharged and our spirits revitalized every once in a while.

Ironically, it doesn’t have to be a spa getaway or chanting on the top of a mountain in order to get in touch with your seven chakras. It can be as activity driven as you’d like….as long as….YOU like it. Ultimately, that is the point. Doing what you want to do for your own personal joy and enrichment and on your own schedule!

This is the perfect time to do and see all of the things you’ve only dreamed about doing.  You can make it a reality by getting out of your own way and giving yourself permission to experience the true meaning and value of living.

What are some of the things that you’ve always wanted to achieve but never felt it was in the cards for you?  Have you always wanted to take a class at the Sorbonne?  What about spending a week on a Texas dude ranch?  How about fly fishing in Maramec Springs in Missouri?  Or sailing the Greek isles?

Whatever your travel fantasy may be – Pursue it!  The best things in life rarely seeks us out.  Like Mohammed, we must come to our own mountain….seek out our own dreams….however that dream translates for you.  Just do it.

Africa, Inspiration

The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro | A View To A Thrill

November 11, 2008 • By

The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro

I spied the heights of Mount Kilimanjaro, at dusk, through the bluish-grey clouds that gave them shelter from prying eyes like mine.  Yet through it all, its coquettish beauty was neither easily hidden nor denied but instead was a covenant of spiritual enlightenment.

So, it seemed to beckon, like so many other fools before me, to scale each of its 19,340 feet, if I dared.  Was it a trick?  Would she lead me into an interminable trap that would ensnare me before my senses could react?  Or did she hold the promise of unmitigated beauty meant only for my visage?

I held my breath and began to exhale slowly as I took one long leap forward clinging to branches, rocks, vines—–anything that would keep me lucid, aware, mobile and functioning—-as I made my way up the peak.  Up, up, up I go, resting, breathing, walking, pacing, gasping, focused, tired, but unwilling to give up or give in.

The days turn quickly into darkness as I alternately sleep, eat and start all over again until I reach a volcanic boulder field at 14, 500 feet.  I can imagine the boulders being molten hot still as my tired, worn feet walk along them.  I stop to drink from my hydration pack to cool my now thickened and parched tongue.  Yet, at the same time, I feel victorious knowing that I have less than 5,000 feet to go before setting my eyes on Uhuru Peak.

I trudge along, passing other kindred who heeded her siren call.  Daylight is breaking once again and I sigh with anticipation as I get closer to Stella Point at 19,000 feet.  I’m confused as I see my former kindred turning back around once they’ve reached that point, having considered themselves conquerors, but I deem to go 340 feet further so as not to cheat myself of what was promised to me.

Three hundred forty feet later, I stand alone in the quietness of my long awaited victory.  The air is heavy, yet sweeps across my face in a loving kiss.  I look down over the horizon and survey the summit.  I imagine this is what heaven is like as I sit down to rest my weary bones and wink at the bluish-grey clouds that, thankfully, had lost the battle.

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