The Makings Of A New Adventure

I am not what one would call an adventurer. Sure, I like to explore new things. Who doesn't? But I usually like to do it from the comforts of a car as I drive by an expanse of land, or visiting something in the confined contours of a building with proper air conditioning and heating. I am not a risk-taker by any means. My idea of a risk is trying to flirt with a guy or attempting to get a rise out of my younger siblings. By definition, an adventurer is "1. a person who has, enjoys, or seeks adventures. 2. a person who undertakes great commercial risk; speculator." The past two months, I have expanded my proverbial wings and am flying!
For many years I have subscribed to Travelzoo . It's a website that discounts aifare, hotels, vacation packages, etc. I often just give it a passing glance, but not this one week in May. Lani and I just returned from our travels to Bear Lake, Paris, Idaho, the Black Gold Testicle Festival and everywhere in between. Needless to say, Bear Lake didn't quite live up to its hype.
I came back wanting. Hence, the microscopic examination of Travelzoo . Like Lani, I've always wanted to go to Europe--"Just wishin' and hopin' and thinkin' and prayin". When the words "Mediterranean Cruise" featuring the countries of Spain, France and Italy popped out to me, I knew I had to do it. The price was fantastic and what better way to be introduced to Europe? Now two months from that fateful day of surfing the web, our cruise is all paid for, flights determined, a hotel in Spain found, and my wishin', hopin', thinkin' and prayin' has become reality. Like the eruption of Mount St. Helens, Kilauea, and even Mount Vesuvius, I'm exploding with excitment! In three months (this October), I will be the ultimate adventurer and speculator as I embark on my first international trip. (Thanks Lani for being so adventurous with me!)