3 years ago I was super stoked. The summer had descended on Michigan, I had a teaching assignment at the college secured and a great group of friends. I had gone through a wrenching breakup a few months previous, and had reorganized/re focused my life in a drastically more positive direction. (You know, that good growth stuff of your late 20’s) Now, I had traveled before, I had been on a few study abroad excursions, and had made some amazing connections over the pond. It had been a year or so since I had been abroad.
The itch was real.
I thought about it constantly. I began mentioning to my group of friends casually.
“We should totally hit Europe this summer”. I wanted miles under my feet, and crazy new sensations. Those damn motivational prints all over social media haunted me “Not all those who wander are lost” Etc, etc.
I began hatching some carefully constructed plans, seeing how I could convince my buddies to come along.
Finally after a few weeks, one particular friend who had never been outside of the country, declared over beers “Im in”! And the planning began in earnest.
Where would we go? I was keen on the Balkans, and the Baltics. I was planning on roughly 10 days. Swayed by the scenery of Croatia, and the mountains of Bosnia we decided on the former Yugoslavia.
At this point I was watching flights daily, frantically refreshing, waiting for just the right combination, connections, and overall logistics. I would text my buddy my findings through out the day
“Dude, DTW-BUD now 550$”
He would reply “Yeah man, lets do it!”
Later, when it was time to book, some sort of excuse would seemingly always emerge. I was getting anxious, watching flights rise and fall like the stock market. While trying to set a day to book I would read more about our intended region
Sarajevo in particular looked beyond kick ass. The history, the culture…the food! I wanted to book NOW. It was ultimatum time. Either we are booking or this, or it’s a no go….the day comes, we are getting together after work, its time to lock this in….
and then disaster strikes.
Pt 2 coming up next!
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