Trip of a lifetime
I’ve been thinking a lot about traveling lately. Traveling and food (but food is nothing new). I have always loved traveling. From a young age, I used to love going to airports and watching planes take off. My mom was afraid to fly until a few years ago, and I even enjoyed long car trips, taking in the scenery that graces the interstate on many drives from Chicago to Florida or South Carolina.
I was also thinking about what I’d do if I won the lottery. Yea, I’d pay off my loans yada yada yada and boring stuff like that. I’d probably get a new car, and of course, some clothes. But I would want to embark on an amazing trip — I’d want to eat my way around the world, not literally of course.
How amazing would it be to travel all over the world and sample the local fare in each place? Yea, that might eating bugs or something not to entirely appealing, but I’d totally be up for the challenge. Hopping from place to place, eating, talking to the locals, seeing the sights. It gets me giddy just thinking about it.
Since an eating tour of the world is far fetched…heck, ever an eating tour around D.C. is too right for my blood, I’ll just sit and imagine all the deliciousness that would accompany said venture. And a girl can dream, can’t I?
What would you do if you won the lottery?
