I am getting excited. This weekend I will be planning a trip. I will finally leave on a jet plane to cross oceans and time.
I am worried, though I am putting too much emphasis on this. I am just a wannabe wanderluster. Over the years, I have enjoyed vacations to many places but mostly in my own little part of the world. New Orleans is still my favorite.
Now I finally get to see the land of my heritage, assuming I really am Scotch-Irish. I am also part Welsh, but we will be skipping that for now.
For a short time, I studied history, the Women’s movement, and transatlantic travel (I have about 50 pages of a master’s thesis written somewhere). Now I get to be one of those women heading off to Ireland and Scotland for the Halloween season. Crossing my fingers that we can get tickets to festivals. I will be kissing things while I am there, too.

Liking that maybe the letters i and s in Lisa could stand for Irish and Scottish (and maybe the L and a could stand for Loving and Adventure). Hoping you also get the tickets.
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Very clever. Thank you! Still trying to decide which ones to hit.
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