I need to go somewhere.
On a plane.
Where the people don’t sound like I do.
And the food is different.
There’s a sale on tickets to Ireland.
I’ve never been there, and according to ancestry.com, I might have relatives there. Not that I’d expect to stay with them, you understand, but it might be interesting to meet them.
I also need to go back to Rome, because I threw the coins in the fountain and all. And I need to go to London because there’s so much more to see yet.
Best start saving my pennies and watching the airline sales.