Hello, everyone. It’s Natasha, flying solo for today’s post. I want to share with you some thoughts on a subject that’s near and dear to me—finding structure while you travel.
I’m an organized person, and I always have been. As a girl I polished my shoes and straightened my Catholic school uniform every night, packing my bag to make sure I was well-organized for the next day. And if my room was disheveled, I couldn’t study or do any of my homework until I got it cleaned up. Something about clutter and entropy just makes me anxious.
I remember the day I developed a fear of flying. I was taking a 20-minute flight to Washington, D.C. from Charlottesville, Virginia. We flew over the mountain ridge and there was a lot of turbulence, and from that moment on, I have hated to fly and experience full-on panic attacks even a week before leaving!
Everyone has fears about what could go wrong. Before we traveled, we worried about how we would communicate in countries where English wasn’t common, about having enough money, about what would happen if Aarav got sick. Even after our worldwide tour, there are always worries, yet we don’t let any of them stop us. Still, we are asked often if we experienced any scares on our travels.
Most travel bloggers will have you believe it’s all roses, all of the time. We tell the truth about traveling with kids. Yes, we had a couple of scares. They do happen!