We are flying out Sunday morning to spend a week in Kauai for our 10th wedding anniversary, with our wonderful 6-year-old daughter of course. As the weather turns cooler here in the Pacific Northwest, we find tropical getaways like this most beneficial in helping us get through the dark and rainy fall, winter, and spring… basically the 10 months of the year that do not have sun and warmth. We are really looking forward to this trip, but I have my usual pre-travel phobias. Not the typical travel phobias of flying in an airplane, crossing oceans, or getting kidnapped and beheaded by some extremist group, but something much worse. The week before flying to “someplace amazing” I become worried that I will get hurt or sick and won’t be able to go. There would be nothing worse than missing a trip somewhere warm and tropical!
The weather has actually been nice this week and I will usually ride my motorcycle to work with these conditions, but not this week. There is no way I would risk breaking a leg or worse and missing a trip to Hawaii. So, this week I have been extra careful in eliminating any risk that could compromise this trip. This phobia even extends to the security-screening checkpoint at the airport. I always double check my backpack to make sure I did not leave a pair of nail clippers or something that would get me barred from boarding the plane. On the way home, who cares! But on the way there, everything must be perfect.
So, wish us luck that nothing will happen between now and boarding our plane Sunday morning and I will promise to post lots of photos of a tropic island paradise.