Travel Blues

11 08 2012




My husband is going to Munich. Yeah, the Munich that’s in Germany (or Bavaria, according to his plane ticket reservation). It’s a work-related trip, but I was supposed to get to go with him on such trips if they happened when I wasn’t working.

Why aren’t you going, then?


  1. $1,900 – Yep, that’s how much it costs for a round-trip ticket at the tail-end of the Olympic Games. Needless to say, with three people in the house paying college tuition, there’s not a slush fund that has that sort of change in it.
  2. Finals – That’s right. He’ll be gone during my finals week. Sure, I might have been able to do the work in a hotel room in Munich, but would I want to do it? I would do a quick and shoddy job so I could get outside and experience a different culture.
  3. Invitation – My husband didn’t really ask me to go (although he claims he did). He talked about how expensive the ticket was and how I’d be on my own for the first three days while he was completing the work at their office. I think it was an understood invitation. Why would he be checking into things if he didn’t want me to go?

So, while my husband gets to use his passport for the first time, I’ll be at home. I’ll be going to class and writing my final story and keeping the house clean. Maybe I’ll be sitting in the sunshine and reading a book for pleasure. I won’t be sampling Weiner schnitzel or Bavarian chocolates.

I do plan to go to an overnight ladies’ retreat with a few women from my church and groups of women from all over the state. I’m sure I’ll be more focused on my final week of classes for the summer and turn in better work. (HA!)

I’d rather become an international traveler. I’d rather fly across the Atlantic Ocean. I’d rather see castles that are older than my country. It would be nice to finally get to raise my hand when asked, “Who’s traveled outside of the country?”

The weird thing about this trip is that with the time difference and no international calling plan on his cell phone, I’m not sure how often we’ll get to talk to each other.

I did manage to use the trip to the airport as an excuse to go to the Woodburn Company Stores. “I’ll be halfway there!” I got my favorite chinos for work from the Eddie Bauer Outlet for $19.99 each. My youngest son was with me (lunch at Arby’s is a convincing bribe) and he didn’t complain at all. Of course, he went to his own stores and I went to mine. He even drove home so I only had to deal with traffic for half the time. Hurray!

I guess this beats sitting on an airplane for 10 hours.

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