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Travel Bug

So, I've been bit again...
It's a new year and despite every rational thought and argument against it, I want to travel. This shouldn't seem strange or bad except that I literally cannot afford to travel. Oh cruel fate.
I've already made up two or three dream vacations in my head; an historic and island sightseeing tour of Italy and Greece, a luxurious and relaxing trip to either Cancun or Barbados, and a fun and playful road trip down the California Coast with a two night stay at Disneyland!
This will likely be my first year having to pay taxes instead of receiving a generous refund cheque and I just found out that my work benefits do not cover my tooth implant. The tooth alone will likely cost me somewhere around $3000.
Boourns.
Oh well, at least there are always less expensive ways to scratch my itch. I'm thinking maybe a retreat next month. A weekend away to relax and regroup would be good. Also I have been invited out to a friends vacation house in Salmon Arm. That will be fun and I do enjoy a nice road trip.
Also I do have a two week trip to Africa planned for 2012 (which is the best place to be in 2012 if you believe in the continental theory purported in the  movie 2012).
Anyway for all my lucky family and friends (darn you Cousin Jaysen) who get to vacation over the next few months - happy travels.
As for myself I'm going to continue to dream.

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