I'm a homebody.
There it is. I would rather stay at home watching Netflix. In fact, I need a phrase more severe than "binge-watching" because I've developed quite the TV stamina over the years; I could watch for eight hours straight, no problemo.
But when I do travel, which is (re: homebody status) infrequent, I enjoy it.
When I was younger, my family would go to a different beach locale each summer - Cape Cod, Block Island in RI, etc. (beach towns seem to blend together in my mind as a twirl of pastel and sunburns). I've also visited Washington, DC a few times and Nice, France for a two-week homestay. And I can't forget Disneyworld!!!
However, the best place I've visited isn't really a "landmark." At least, it isn't a landmark to anyone but me. Downstate, about thirty minutes outside of NYC, is my aunt and uncle's house and one of my happiest places ever. While their town (actually, it's so tiny it's a village) may not be on a "Top 10 Places to Travel to" Bucket List, I love it there. I can unwind, go on rustic nature walks, and walk to shops/ice cream places far more accessibly than I can in my hometown.
My aunt is the textbook definition of a hostess with the most-est. She always is checking in on me to see if I'm hungry or want to do something or go somewhere. So while the "traveling" part is quick (less than two hours on a comfy Amtrak ride), the visiting part always has a heartfelt, calming effect.
There it is. I would rather stay at home watching Netflix. In fact, I need a phrase more severe than "binge-watching" because I've developed quite the TV stamina over the years; I could watch for eight hours straight, no problemo.
But when I do travel, which is (re: homebody status) infrequent, I enjoy it.
When I was younger, my family would go to a different beach locale each summer - Cape Cod, Block Island in RI, etc. (beach towns seem to blend together in my mind as a twirl of pastel and sunburns). I've also visited Washington, DC a few times and Nice, France for a two-week homestay. And I can't forget Disneyworld!!!
However, the best place I've visited isn't really a "landmark." At least, it isn't a landmark to anyone but me. Downstate, about thirty minutes outside of NYC, is my aunt and uncle's house and one of my happiest places ever. While their town (actually, it's so tiny it's a village) may not be on a "Top 10 Places to Travel to" Bucket List, I love it there. I can unwind, go on rustic nature walks, and walk to shops/ice cream places far more accessibly than I can in my hometown.
My aunt is the textbook definition of a hostess with the most-est. She always is checking in on me to see if I'm hungry or want to do something or go somewhere. So while the "traveling" part is quick (less than two hours on a comfy Amtrak ride), the visiting part always has a heartfelt, calming effect.