2022 was a better year for me. Still not life as we know it but definitely living.
I traveled enough to feel guilty about my part in contributing to climate change and my only mitigation is that I’m pretty green in my non-travel life (no car, minimal consumption, recycling, etc.). But most of my big travel was to see people so it had a real purpose. I actually went to new places but the biggest joy came from going back to the places that I’d missed.
The dreaded lurgy also caught up with me. Leaving me not only ill but stranded while traveling. Which kept me cautious – I do not want to repeat that experience. Although I did have a lot of fun quarantining with someone earlier in the year (I wasn’t actually sick that time!).
On the personal front, I was lucky enough to have two new babies added my life, one of whom has managed to evade my attentions thus far (a state of events that shall not continue). Unfortunately, I still haven’t worked out how to be sociable in my regular life yet – thank you to the people who have successfully dragged me out of the house though, you did good work.
I went to festivals and concerts and managed to survive being in crowds of people. Went to the Royal Albert Hall and the Grand Old Opry. Saw Luke Bryan in Vegas – that really was my kind of night.
I spent 80 nights away from home (plus three in transit) which I know wouldn’t appeal to everyone but feels good to me. Stayed in some great places including one with a private natural hot tub. And spent Christmas with my family for the first time in four years. Not everyone was there but still nice to be together.
I’m taking a lot of amazing memories away from 2022. Not the best year ever but definitely not one to forget. And I’m hopeful about 2023 – it isn’t going to be the most jam-packed travel year but there is the hope of new paths to tread.
I hope the last year has treated you kindly and wish you all health and happiness for 2023.