After a busy weekend, sometimes the idea of hopping into the car or onto a plane on dark, chilly Monday morning in search of parts unknown can be pretty inviting. As it turns out, though, it’s not always realistic to just pick up and head out to see some new part of the world at the drop of a Monday alarm.
Especially not when the kids have school.
Luckily, I’ve got travel socks, like the pair I wore here today. They’ve got passports and tickets and map pointers and, well, just about anything you could hope for to give you happy reminders of when you took that trip that that place and had all the fun.
Keep that feeling in mind this week, kids, and try to make it a great one.