Would You Rather…The Actual

If you had to opt for one over the other, which would you choose?

1.  Would you rather go  a)paragliding            paraglide                                                    or b) riding in an open cockpit airplane?plane

2.  Would you rather a) eat an entire pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream  icecream   or b) eat 16 peanut butter cookies fresh out of the oven?pbcookies

3.  Would you rather a) fly to the Fiji Islands tonight  for 2 weeks         Fiji              or b) sail on a yacht to 3 different Caribbean islands, your time frame?yacht

4.  Would you rather a) be able to fly on your own power      flying                      or b) be invisible when you chose to be?  invisibleHave fun answering in the comments…and I look forward to having fun reading what you answer!  🙂  May all your choices be a little easier than these today.  Slainte, Lisa

 

 

 

Would You Rather…The Teaser

Would you rather…

….go paragliding    paraglide    or

….fly in an open cockpit airplane?planeAnd you have to pick one!  This is a short teaser of tomorrow’s post.  It was going to be today’s, but another early spring snowstorm wrecked the internet until now.  So get psyched, get ready, get your brain in gear…it’s coming, tomorrow morning. 9AM EST.  May your grass be green and your sky be sunny.  (please, for me, as it is not here.  🙂  )  Slainte, Lisa

Rambles, Plans, Dreams

It doesn’t take much reading between the lines to figure out that I love to travel.  I adore planning out new holidays, pouring over travel books and reviews, searching the internet for the best deals.  I am a frustrated would-be pilot (maybe one day!), so I love the airport/flying part, the thrill of sitting in the airplane seat, feeling the roar of the immense engines as we tear down the runway for lift-off.  I love seeing the new sights, smelling the new smells (well, sometimes)  and trying out new foods.

I found a great passage from Last of the Donkey Pilgrims by Kevin O’Hara that encapsulates many of my thoughts:

” ‘Tis the beauty of travel, isn’t it,” she looked wistfully upon her poor but scenic domain, “seeing things you’d never see if you just kicked about the old place.  And you’ll take it all home with you, won’t you, these memories, and be all the better for it.  Well, be off with your rambling, so, and I’ll keep on with my dreaming.”

“It’s only a half-door you’re standing behind,”  I told her.  “You could easily hop over it.”

“Oh, I know,” she smiled, “but could I ever hop back in again?”

Enjoy your rambles, planning, and dreaming.  Slainte, Lisa