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I don't know what it is about February, but I always get a little bit restless around this time of year. It might just be because we're still in the deep freeze of winter, with Christmas in the past, and I need something to look forward to. We like to travel in May — it's around our wedding anniversary, which is nice, it's warm enough to be enjoyable without being hot, and it's not quite the high tourist season, so hotels and flights are a bit cheaper and attractions are slightly less busy (although I hesitate to see what happens at the Louvre when it is busy. Or the Eiffel Tower. Ouch) — so February is a nice time to start planning. So maybe habit is involved as well.
Last year, this was sort of ameliorated by the fact that we took possession of our house in early February, so we were in the midst of renovations and being broke. Having a new house is exciting (and account-cleansing), so we agreed that the 4-day trip to Las Vegas in the summer was going to be our 2010 trip.
And we did do that. Of course, you also know that I broke around the middle of August and we ended up in Reykjavík in early September. The only thing I regret is that we stayed only one week instead of two — even an extra three days would have let us go to Akureyri, up in the north — but that just means we're going to go back. (Okay, I do have one other regret: the lack of an extra €450 or so lying around so we could take a day trip to Greenland. But that's more of an I-would-also-like-a-Maserati kind of regret.)
All of which is to say, I am feeling antsy and want to go somewhere. We were planning on staying put in 2011, and concentrating our resources for something really spectacular later on, but I don't know if I can hold out that long. I'm not a patient person. So I'm thinking something on a smaller scale (i.e., on this continent) — Montreal? Quebec City?
... San Francisco?
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