This week we finally received confirmation that the 2020 Romance Writers of America National Conference, scheduled to take place in San Francisco at the end of July, has been cancelled. That’s…kind of a relief, since I saw the writing on the wall a couple of months ago and refunded our plane tickets and hotel bookings. I’m sad it won’t be happening, but glad we won’t be missing out on the fun.
Last weekend I talked about the idea that a cancelled vacation is a double disappointment—you miss out on the trip, but you also miss out on the planning, which may be the best bit. No budget constraints, no logistical difficulties, nothing but good times ahead.
In last Sunday’s comments, Elizabeth said that since much of the fun is in the planning, we should keep working on our itineraries, enjoying the luxury of our virtual trips without being hampered by financial considerations or practical details. I think she’s right.
So. Once this crisis is over, if you could go anywhere in the world, money no object, where would you go?
If I could pick a place in the world to be transported to, it would be Stewart Island—an island off the South Island of New Zealand that’s a haven for wildlife, in particular beautiful birds. It’s been on my bucket list for years, but I’ve been blasé about organizing a trip, because it’s so far away, would be expensive, the jet lag would be horrible, blah blah blah. Now I’m thinking I may have missed my chance to go there, but if I could, I should seize it with both hands.
I’d also love to see the Northern Lights. They’re unpredictable, chancy, and require you to stare at the sky in an isolated, freezing environment in the dark of night and the depths of winter. I’ve toyed with this, too, but I never translated my ideas into action because a trip to Norway or Canada in the freezing cold and claustrophobic darkness isn’t that attractive when the payoff is uncertain at best. Now I’m thinking Scandinavia is relatively close, and I have a significant birthday approaching. I should give this a shot, if circumstances permit.
Closest to home, I’d love to visit the Scilly Isles. They’re an archipelago just off the tip of Cornwall (the most south-westerly point of the UK). They’re sub-tropical, spectacularly beautiful, interesting geologically, and a haven for migratory birds. That one should be possible, if I put my mind to it.
I’ve been lucky enough to visit many amazing places around the world. The corona crisis has made me realize how I took my freedom for granted. If and when the world does open up again, I intend to make the most of it.
So. If and when this crisis is behind us, where would you go, if you could? Near or far, money no object? Enquiring minds would love to know.