Erik often tells me that if he didn't have a family to take care of he would happily be living in a hangar, owning an airplane, and going shooting whenever he wanted to.
He always asks me what I would be doing if I didn't have a family to take care of and my answer is always the same, "I don't know, I'm too tired to think about it right now." Maybe such conversations of what if are dangerous and we shouldn't even be having them, but we do.
This weekend, I visited my grandfather. Grandaddy has been everywhere and done everything. He got sick in India, swam in the North Pole, visited the Island of Yap, hung out with the King of Tonga, dug sewers in Fiji, shot Nazis over Germany...the list goes on. (I always wonder if his stories are a little Big Fish.)
I knew that my Grandfather had done the round the world trip, but I had never asked him about it until this weekend. The conditions were that you had to keep flying west and complete your travel within a year. As they traveled, they decided what city they would visit next. You know, just hopping around the world as you please. He told me that the ticket was remarkably cheap. I figured he was remembering the price wrong, until I came home and looked it up.
Round the world flights starting at $899!
Of course, you must have the time, money for hotels, taxis, food, laundry, and most importantly, the ability to be irresponsible for up to one year.
So, Erik, this is my answer. If I did not have a family to take care of, I would live in a dump and work really hard to save up my money. I would quit my job and travel the world for one year, without children.
At this point in my life, when I can't even leave Charlie for more than 4 hours since he won't take a bottle, the thought of traveling anywhere without my children seems impossible. The prospect of taking an around the world trip, unattainable.
Oh, the sacrifices I make for this family...