So I’m officially in obsessive travel planning mode. For what, you ask? A FAMILY TRIP TO EUROPE…. that is happening next year.
I am my own worst travel agent. Whenever planning a trip, I am in a constant state of doubt. If I look at just one more site, I could find the greatest deal of my life. If I refresh Pinterest yet again, I can find a lesser-known local must-see. Nothing is ever quite good enough. Though it definitely is.
My mom and sister are lucky, they have me to plan the stuff. Even my cousin has recently enlisted me to start planning a trip for her 30th birthday… four years away.
Iliza has her party goblin, I have my travel-planning Chucky Doll.
Outside, I look calm and sweet, but inside, I am raging with ideas and will not stop harassing any travel companions until they give me the answers and feedback I need. Even if the trip is not for 9 months. I put my entire soul into it. Depending on how far away the trip is, there will be some lulls in planning activity. But boy, oh boy, will there be so much unnecessary stress that I only have myself to blame for.
Part of this official transformation is thanks to a friend of mine. A couple years ago we took a trip and they made a communal Google Doc so we could all plan together. Now I make one for all big vacations, but only add other people when I decide their input is necessary. (It’s not always necessary. My plans and ideas are better.) I also have multiple tools – my bullet journal, my travel-specific notebook, a packing list pad, the notes app on my phone, etc. So not only do I turn into a Chucky Doll, but I also kill the planet with my unnecessary paper usage.
So far? So-so.
For this upcoming adventure, I’ve mapped out two options for tentative scheduling. Yes, there is a lot of wiggle room in that statement. One with a rental car and one with us solely using public transportation. Based on my initial research of renting a car in Ireland, I am leaving that decision up to my mother, though it pains me to do so.
It is fascinating how you can go into planning with certain ideas, but as you go through it, the trip starts to look completely different. Initially, I was planning on spending most of our time in Dublin. But after my exhaustive research, those tentative schedules shifted away. Sure, we’ll hit up Dublin, but now our trip is leaning more towards the countryside. (High school senior me is not surprised, because I COULD NOT get through Dubliners in Brit Lit.)
Chucky dolls never say die
Whenever I leave place, I leave a piece of my soul behind (I’ll never die, yay horcruxes!). Don’t worry, I know I am incredibly lucky to be able to travel when and how I do. It is something I am grateful for every day. You just may not be able to tell by the crazed expression on my face.