Not-So-Fellow Traveller

First stop on my travels in E-ducation finds me writing about something I can hardly stand. I find travel generally distasteful, and avoid it whenever and wherever possible. When I am forced to travel (now solely for family purposes) I find that I need a vacation to recover from my so-called "vacation".

So, my favourite trip is the one I don't have to take -- like when my wife took our daughter to Greece, or our son to Scotland. In both cases she went with her older sister while I enjoyed a rare respite from the usual domestic roar ...

My dream travel destination? That's easy: right out my back door, poolside in our cedar-lined back-yard, under the awning with a glass of wine and a good book.

I wasn't always so dull. In 1990 I rode out to Vancouver and then down the Pacific Coast Highway to Mexico on my motorcycle. A couple of years later I rode it to Atlanta, Georgia. I have been to New Orleans three times, and Ireland once. But increasing age, responsibilities and general exhaustion have taken their toll. My travelling days are over, and that's fine by me.

So why did I join the "Travels in E-ducation"? Simple -- I can explore an increasingly wide world without setting foot beyond my own front door.