Disclaimer:  For some of us, health, care-taking demands, or financial issues may preclude travel (other than from an armchair).

For those who love travel as much as I do, but are hesitant about it, I am here to tell you to go.  We have lost so much because of Covid.  We have isolated ourselves and missed much that enriches our lives.  Move on with a mask, but move on.

From my first solo trip abroad in 1964, clutching Arthur Frommer’s “Europe on Five Dollars a Day,” travel has been a priority for me.  But other than business trips, I traveled exclusively with Peter until his Parkinson’s Disease made that impossible.

An April trip to Berlin with Jeremy’s family showed me that I could handle in-airport hikes and time change, but as an 80-something, how long can I expect to be able to travel? My philosophy, covid and age affected, doesn’t count on my going until the plane to my destination is in the air and I am on it.

My trip to Brazil’s Pantanal showed I can travel as long as I am not adverse to accepting help putting my carry on overhead or climbing out of a large row boat. 

As we age, we must adjust our expectations, but still do what we love.

Carpe Diem!