I'm Not a Good Traveler

My older brother is a great traveler — Australia, Thailand, all over Europe, many of the United States, etc.

My mother's not a great traveler. Her fear of flying and love of home has kept her safely and securely in NJ for most of her life.

I landed somewhere in the middle.

I love the idea of traveling — I'm fully aware of how much world there is out there, and I want to see it. I love to meet new and different kinds of people, seeing new cities, and getting to know what life is like in places other than NJ. I often dream about picking up and moving to any number of different cities — in those fantasies, I'll be honest, I do keep it to the continental U.S.

But when it comes to actual traveling, I'm terrible. I hate flying. Not because I'm afraid of anything that could happen on an airplane, but because the 3-ounce rule is frustrating and checking bags does not happen unless absolutely necessary. Which means that I have not checked a bag since the last time I traveled by plane with my father, which was in high school, maybe?

I hate packing. I'm terrible at it. I'm uncomfortable with looking at my wardrobe and saying "yes, I shall wear these items together on day 1, these on day 2, these for the first evening out..." No. I usually go the "Okay, I'm going for four days. That's four pairs of jeans, two leggings for good measure/just in case, and like six tops? Oh and three handfuls of socks and underwear."

And THEN there's shoes — I know enough to wear the most space-consuming shoes on the plane so I don't have to pack them. But then there's running shoes, casual day shoes, night out shoes, dancing shoes, you see where I'm going with this?

Then bags. My purse has to be deconstructed so I can carry on an extra personal item on the plane, which needs to be bigger than my purse is to hold all the things that won't fit into my carry on bag. In go the cosmetics bags, toiletries bags, chargers, hairbrush, snacks {can't go anywhere without some gluten-free fruit leather}, books, you get the idea.

But the worst really has to be the condensing items into 3-ounce bottles.

Coming here to Nashville, I basically went with a "fuck it" approach, rather than running out to purchase a bunch of 3-ounce bottles. {I had a bunch but they got thrown out in my last fit of organization.}

So rather than try to get shampoo, conditioner, heat protectant, leave-in conditioner, and moroccan oil into suitable containers, I said fuck it. I only wash my hair every 3-4 days anyway, one wash with hotel products and no treatments won't kill me. {I just washed my hair with hotel shampoo and conditioner and I can't wait to be home and deep condition. My hair is like my baby. This struggle is so real today.}

It may, however, have broken my spirit.

But of all this, I think the worst part about traveling {by plane} for me is that I can't afford/don't have interested traveling companions frequently enough to NOT forget all this between each flight. So every time I have to prepare for air travel, I have to figure out how to do it all — literally, all of it, from arriving at the airport to leave to getting my ass back home — all over again. Cue the stress and panic.

So what I'm trying to say is, I guess, traveling by car or train is far superior to flying, but I'm going to have to deal with it I guess. Great post today, I feel good about this one.

What bugs you about traveling? Or do you love it and have some great advice to share with me!?


  1. Yay! You are writing again.

    You seem to have a pretty good handle on travel. I hate the 3 ounce rule too. I am not as particular about shampoo and conditioner and the hotel ones work fine. But I do love perfume and it's so hard to find travel sized versions of my favorite perfume.

    One thing that helps with my anxiety with traveling is to worry about just one thing. I tell myself that I just need to have my ticket and my driver's license with me and everything else I can buy at the destination. This makes me panic less.

  2. As someone who just pinned 10+ "travel" pins to her Pinterest, but didn't book anything, I have the same love/hate with traveling. I love the idea of it, I like it when I get there, but I also LOVE home....and I love my bed...and I hate planning. The good outweighs the bad though, I want to see the world.

    All of this doesn't matter anyway because I am severely in debt and won't be traveling anywhere in the next couple of years!

  3. i love the idea of travelling but hate that it costs money! lol. i love to plan and dream, and obviously, living on the other side of the world, i think i am an ok traveller. however, i still cry during every single flight if there is turbulence, which is always.


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