Updated: Dec 31, 2021
The plan is to walk off the plane, find a car rental deal, and book a hotel last minute at a steal. From there, we’ll venture around from town to town doing the same for four more days.
On one hand, the idea of stealing a hotel room at a crazy rate because they just want a body in rather than have the room vacant makes me giddy. But then the side of my brain that likes to know the where, when, how of life gets a little anxious.
This will be good for me though. I’ll be out of my comfort zone…on many levels…traveling around without a plan. I mean technically, the plan is to have no plan…but still.
Tonight over dinner we’ll identify the cities/towns we want to visit. Activities that we want to get in before heading back…and that’s about it.
I’ve never done this on my own, let alone with a man. But I trust that everything is going to work out…I mean, I’m a dating a man affectionately and accurately nicknamed ‘Mr. Universe’. How can it not work out…