When spring starts to melt into summer, people get antsy for a little travel. Gas prices go up, plane tickets shoot skyward, and work vacation requests start to pile up. It’s hard to resist all those commercials touting cruise specials, all inclusive stays at Caribbean hot spots and plush big city destinations. It’s in our nature to wander. But do you dream of a week away, or a permanent move? The two halves of this couple suffer from varying degrees of wanderlust.
She Said: I love to travel and there’s no one type that holds my fancy exclusively. Two weeks in Italy sighing over architecture, gourmet food, magnificent fashion, scenic vistas and the sparkling Mediterranean? Sign me up! Five days in the Florida Keys snorkeling, parasailing and sunbathing? Sounds like a plan! A bike trip through Vermont, camping in North Carolina, shopping in New York City, journaling in Paris; it all sounds delightful. I’d be thrilled touring Europe or Asia or road tripping across the U.S. for a month, six weeks at a time. But my wanderlust doesn’t extend to my living situation. As a journalist I’ve moved around a lot and spending two years here and three years there never bothered me in the past. But now that I’m married and closing in on 30, I’m yearning for some deeper roots. I’d love to know where we’re going to settle down and when; it’s getting harder and harder to imagine a spontaneous move. I’m still an explorer; I just want a firm understanding of where base camp is located.
He Said: I have a very real thirst for travel and adventure and if anything, it’s ramped up as I’ve grown older. When I was in college, I spent a summer studying abroad at Oxford. I spent a lot of time in England, Ireland and Scotland but also got over to France and the Netherlands. This was 11 years ago, but the experience is still incredibly vivid. I loved every minute of that time away. The people, the history, the sightseeing, the food and all the intangibles that went along with the experience; it was incredible. Now, I take the opportunity to travel every chance I get. Even if it’s just a concert in Philadelphia or a day trip to Annapolis, I like injecting my week, month and year with spots out of the ordinary. Unlike my wife, if someone offered me a job for a year in St. Lucia or Dublin or Banff, I’d seriously consider it. While there’s a part of me that likes the idea of moving into a house I’ll live in for years to come, there’s an equal part that craves adventure and culture and new experiences. Because I’m married, I obviously would never head down a road my wife wasn’t keen to navigate, so I compensate with as much travel as my checkbook will allow.
If one of you is longing to nest and the other has Expedia set as an internet favorite, all you have to do is give a little. Take a trip that satisfies person A’s wanderlust but doesn’t offend person B’s sense of stability. And if it’s time to seriously discuss a big move, communicate fairly and honestly. If you can’t do that, it may be time to send your other half packing.