It's occurred to me recently that I don't travel much.
Sure, I've been all over Ontario for a number of reasons. I've worked in different cities, seen the ballet in another, visited the big nickle, and once drove 6.5 hours for love*. My most recent summer holiday was spent only an hour away from my own apartment. I always think I'm done with Ontario, but if I have the chance at a cottage holiday, I usually take that over the exotic.
Most other travel seems out of my league. It's never been a priority for me. Here's a short list of the places I've been to:
We visited my aunt in Vancouver. I was about 13. She took us to Whistler to go snowboarding. I pulled my groin. That's it.
Been there a couple of times. Probably two of my favourite places. My stepmother is from here.
Ah, Florida! Spring break paradise, with hot bodies and drinks and beaches everywhere. I was 10 years old on a family vacation. I was excited about snorkeling right up until my first gulp of sea water. My first vomit in the ocean followed immediately thereafter**. After that, it was pools the rest of the time. Going out on a boat to snorkel in deep water*** ended with me waiting on the boat and the rest of the family out there. My fear/distaste of the ocean really disappointed me; I had (and still have) an interest in saltwater fish.
This also included Disney World (fun), Busch Gardens (super fun), and Universal Studios (waste of time and money). I got a Ren and Stimpy shirt out of the trip.
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Unless you're a 12 year old who won't shut up. I still don't understand the rationale behind dragging a 12 year old on this trip. Yes, Vegas! Where the booze flows like water, and then porn flows like, well, water. Not even kidding, was being handed porn**** on the streets wherever I went. I was clearly underage. I could walk through the casinos, but I wasn't allowed to look at anything. And everywhere was a casino.
Also, at the beginning of the trip, my mother's boyfriend (ex now) had given me a fistful of cash to spend on myself while I was there. Everywhere we went had valet parking, and him and my mom didn't carry any small bills on them, so I always tipped for parking. This meant that I ended up spending absolutely none of that money on myself. Awesome. If you're wondering if this man was a total douche, he was.
*"Car, don't fail me now!"
**I wish this was hyperbole.
***not deep if you're a boat. Deep if you're a 10 year old. Also, there were barracuda. Cool in books, frightening in person.
****Well, pamphlets full of naked people. Advertising for porn, with nothing pixelated.