Travel Expectations vs. Reality: Kicking Off the Series
I grew up poor and I did not get on my first plane until college when I used my financial aid money to visit a childhood friend in San Antonio (sorry Mom and Dad!). Because of that, travel has always felt like a privilege. It is also one of the ways I reconnect with and heal my inner child who once thought experiences like this were impossible.
Now that I have finally deleted Meta for good, I am sharing my stories here instead. To begin, I am starting a mini series I am calling Travel Expectations vs. Travel Reality.
As an adult with more support and resources, I see travel differently. It is no longer just about me but about creating memories with my family. Our kids are 14 and 12 and I love that they can already say they have been to Europe before high school. That is something I never could have imagined at their age.
Of course, getting there hasn’t been without hard choices and small sacrifices. My husband worked incredibly hard to cover the major expenses of our trip. In return, I took on the role of travel planner. As a wannabe Type A baddie, I happily obliged.
I put together a whole Canva itinerary complete with cute photos and colorful plans. And of course, things did not go exactly as I mapped them out.
Travel is never just about the itinerary. It is about how you adjust, what you notice along the way, and the memories you make when things turn out differently than expected.
What I Learned:
Expect some plans to shift and leave room for surprise.
Share the responsibilities of travel so it feels like a team effort.
Use tools like Canva or a simple doc to organize your ideas but hold them lightly.
This series will dive into what actually happens when expectations meet reality. First stop: day one in Geneva.