During the pandemic, I came to realize just how small one’s world can become, especially when you don’t have a car. And money.
My range of travel has whittled down to perhaps a 5 km radius since my Mother died back in 2010.
My mother and I used to rent a car nearly every weekend in the summer and fall, and on occasion in the winter, and we made day trips all over the place. We explored back roads and were always looking for new places and adventures. I was a crazy obsessed photographer in those days, my finger never far from the shutter release. I took thousands of pictures. And this was before digital cameras. I singly handedly kept Kodak film in business.
To say I miss those days is an understatement.
The last time I rented a car was in 2019, but that was to do work, not a vacation.
Perhaps, now that I am working again, I can save up enough to rent a car for a couple of days and take a little road trip on my summer vacation.