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I love travel. I love love. But in my life, travel and love do NOT love each other.
When I was a teenager working in my local Oxfam shop I once had to refuse to sell a DVD player to an old Romany gypsy woman. Not because I was being racist, but because someone had just dropped it off and we weren’t allowed to sell it on until we had sent it off to get it checked/ make sure it was safe. ANYWAY, she wasn’t very happy and proceeded to “curse” me. She never said specifically what kind of curse she put on me that day, but I think I’ve finally figured it out.
Every single major relationship that I have had has ended during, or just after a trip.
Hey, maybe it’s me? I mean….. it’s not likely, but it COULD be 😛
There was a messy break up in New York City after an insane house party. My mother was supposed to be picking us up from the airport. You should have seen her face when I came rushing through arrivals by myself and essentially shoved her into the car muttering “just drive, I’ll explain on the way, DRIVE!”.
There was a painfully long, drawn out break up after I spent a Summer in New Zealand. Unfortunately there’s no funny story about that one.
And then there was a break up BEFORE a trip to Prague which we both still went on……….with my ENTIRE family…….. not awkward at all………. I’m not sure if you noticed, but that was sarcasm. It was the most awkward holiday of my life.
DON’T WORRY! We’re all still friends…… kind of.
Trust me, there are many more (much worse) stories about travel/romance disasters where those came from. But we won’t go there.
So, of course, given my history with travel and relationships, what better idea than to plan a 7 week trip with my boyfriend. Oh and did I mention that we’ve never spent more than 5 days together since our road trip across Europe? (Long distance. But not for too much longer. Woohoo)
SO, get ready! In less than one month we’ll be on our way to Boston, Houston, California, Hawaii and back to where I was born, New Zealand. HOPEFULLY, this time, things will go a little smoother.
You can start taking bets now if you like, whether we’ll make it or not! But I have a sneaking suspicion that we might.
So what’s the difference? Why do I think we might beat my travel curse this time?
WELL, mainly because I can’t REALLY say anything otherwise since my boyfriend will read this. It wouldn’t look so good if I was like “Yeah, basically, we’re fucked!”. But aside from that, there’s a few other reasons.
Our relationship was pretty much born out of travel, which I’m hoping gives it a sort of natural immunity to my travel curse. KIND of like getting a vaccination. We’ve been exposed to short periods of watered down travelling together, so now we should be immune, right??
We met in Portugal, he lives in Sweden, I live between Ireland and England. We’ve been in 6 countries together over the past 6 months. Granted, we’ve never been in any one country together for more than 4 or 5 days. It’s hard to REALLY have any serious issues with someone in such a short period of time. I guess that’s where the challenge will lie for us over the 7 weeks that we’ll be travelling together.
Perhaps we’ll suddenly decide we can’t stand each other? Not likely, but you never know. Maybe he’ll get annoyed at the fact that I’m always staring at my phone or laptop (Digital Nomad problems) ? More likely, but manageable. But really, we’re both pretty laid back and honest, so what could go wrong? That was an expression, not an invitation to list all possibilities.
Canada Vs Africa
Now, what makes me and my boyfriend pretty perfect for each other is that we both travel like there’s no tomorrow. The idea of staying in the one place for any length of time doesn’t appeal to either of us. Where’s the adventure in that? However, it’s also this part of our personalities that doesn’t really do us any favours relationship-wise.
We find it hard to pin each other down. Not literally, in case you wanted to know (I’m sure you didn’t). But whenever we talk about the future (even if it’s just a few weeks away), neither of us can really tell the other where exactly we’re going to be. At the moment the rough plan (always subject to change) for the Summer puts me in Canada working on a horse ranch and him in Rwanda doing all the geological stuff ( Yep, I’m sure he’ll be very proud of my use of the technical term right there). Sooooo this may be where the travel curse sneaks it’s way into our relationship.
Though I’m not discouraged just yet. I kind of tend to make my own luck and go after what I want in life. SO, if we decide we still like each other after our 7 weeks of travelling, I guess I’m just going to have to figure out some way to make a Canada-Rwanda long distance relationship sound like a good idea to both of us. Any ideas??
BUT YEAH. There you have it. Now you know, possibly, a bit too much about me. Wish me and my boyfriend luck on our trip and I’ll keep you guys updated on how we’re surviving.
I know there are plenty of couples that make travelling work for them, so let’s hope my travel curse died a horrible death along with my last relationship.
Are you in a long distance relationship? What’s your secret? OR Have you had any travel-related romance drama? SPILL!
TELL ME IT’S NOT JUST ME!.