I got my first passport yesterday. I can go anywhere! The world is my oyster!
Although I really don’t like to travel . . .
Some people get annoyed with me when I say that, including members of my own family. It doesn’t make sense to them. My mom, for example, has been to like 30 countries. Maybe 50, I can’t keep track.
For me, I start out thinking I’d be happier somewhere else but after I’ve spent all the time and money to get there, I realize I’m still the same person with the same problems I had at home.
Not to mention the possibility of being drugged, robbed and killed, or hit by a tsunami.
I’m not saying there’s nothing positive about travel. It’s just not worth the investment . . .