Thoughts of flying to Sydney, Australia

Touring Sydney, Australia used to be high on my bucket list. I loved to dream about visiting there for about five days in January during the Australian summer. It would be a direct flight from Hawaii with no transfers. How convenient!

I looked forward to dining on Australian cuisine and listening to Aussies speak their dialect. I would ride the Uber everywhere. No buses for me.

And, of course, I would visit the animal sanctuary to see the koala bears. (I would not hug them, though, as I would not want to smell like a koala.)

However, cold, hard reality set in. Walking out in my yard yesterday to water the plants and crossing the driveway to get the mail caused my right hip to hurt intensely. I realized my poly arthralgia would prevent me from enjoying my vacation.

Besides, at the rate David is progressing, he probably would need special care during the trip, if he decided to make the trip, at all.

So, Sydney is still on my bucket list, but I am just not the person I used to be, carefree and independent.

I long for the days when I was single, traveling the world on a shoestring budget. I was in perfect health and fearless back then. Alas, those days are definitely over.