I’ve finally figured out what’s been bugging me: I don’t know when we will be able to travel again. We are a family that works hard in anticipation of the next vacation. It’s been Kevin and my way of life for over 20 years. It’s all our kids know, yet we have no idea when we will be able to travel again, and that is worrying me. Big time. It’s sounds spoiled, but travel has been our driving force for as long as I can remember. Now what do we do?
I could have chosen from many countries to highlight: China, Thailand, Indonesia, Malaysia, Vietnam, India… the list goes on. But, I went with the Philippines because during our first spring break here in Hong Kong, we surprised our kids with a trip to the one of Philippines’ beautiful beaches. That first trip became one of many.
The blues of Boracay are beyond beautiful. It’s pretty impossible not to get a good shot. The very top picture highlights some of the sand carvings the vendors create at night. I couldn’t resist a little Kremb de la Kremb in the sand! Upon Vincent’s final spring break with us this year, his request was to return the Philippines… but not this year. I do hope we–or heck, he can take us there again some day in his adult future.
The other amazing feat we accomplished in the Philippines was becoming open water certified for scuba diving. Wow! What a world down there below the sea. It’s really, really special. I had feared the idea of going down there with the unknown, but it actually is so very peaceful. During this past spring break we were also going to scuba dive as a family one more time before Vincent leaves the nest.
Even the shopping in the Philippines is good. We were in this random little town called Clark, and in the mall beside our (very random hotel) there was a Forever 21. I had a good time spending a good couple of hours in that little mall shop.
Here’s the thing that is worrying me so much: when will we get to travel again? It feels like traveling will never ever be the same. The thought of getting on a flight this June filled with at least 300 passengers for the 14 hours it takes to get to Seattle sounds daunting to say the least. Then, once we arrive to Seattle, we’ll immediately need to quarantine. Add another two weeks of quarantine to the return to Hong Kong. Just to travel this summer will entail a month of quarantining ourselves. Is the travel even worth that?! Not to mention the fear of contracting the virus on either of the 14 hour flights there or back. So, you see, I am truly wrought with worry as to when the four of us will be able to get on a plane again. It doesn’t seem like it will happen for a very long time, and that makes me feel really, really sad. I love to travel. It’s a vital part of my livelihood. It’s what keeps me going. I have true wanderlust deep in my bones.
*Hopefully now that I’ve addressed the worrying issue, I’ll get back to some creativity and posting regularly here on Kremb de la Kremb.
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