It was time to retire. Not being much of a gypsy, I decided to take the trip of a lifetime to — my own suburb. Yes, somewhere in middle Melbourne, Australia. I planned to travel around the leafy environment where I dwell.
Initially, I joined a weight loss at the local community centre. I learned lots of good tips and recipes, and about the benefits of a moderate daily exercise regimen. Then I travelled, on foot, for daily walks on a cycling track and around the neighbourhood. I enjoyed lovely sunshine, while greeting passing strollers, or chatting to fellow gardeners. I gradually reduced my weight by over 30kg. That was definitely worth my trip.
Where to travel to next? I trekked to my new local library, and discovered some favourite authors, old and new. I became inspired by my library tour, so I joined a writers’ group, only 10 minutes’ drive away. Now some of my books are in our local library, for others to read — what a buzz! That was a good trip.
My next adventure was to travel to a neighbourhood ladies’ craft group. There I met some lovely new friends, admired their talents, and learned some new handcraft skills. That was a good trip, only five minutes away in my little older lady’s car. I am still attending the craft group today. Yes, it was an excellent travel experience.
Once, I took myself off to a nearby gym. Alas and alack, I brought my muffin tops home again. Not my cup of tea, lycra and fluorescent running shoes. The music was so loud, everyone was so trim and taut. Still, I think fondly of those super-joggers. Nowadays, I sit at home scribbling. I am turning myself into a super-blogger.
Next, a couple of times per year, I sort through my pantry. I collect non-perishable tins of food I do not use. Then I pop in my car. I drive around the corner and donate them to the Foodbank at the church, not far away. The good samaritans turn it all into dinner for the underprivileged battlers. That is a feely feel good. Great trip.
If I wanted to, I could trek off to our neighbourhood house, not too far away. There I could learn new hobbies or skills, or even teach others. That is one way to expand a circle of acquaintances. Maybe one day. At the moment, I travel to my home office, to tutor young Australians from many lands. Working from home has its advantages for baby boomers, I can plan a day at home, teaching and mentoring online. I can get that done while rescuing my next culinary disaster on my tours to the kitchen. My students achieve their goals, so their trip is worth the ride.
Finally, I switch on a computer. Genius! The world is the internet’s oyster. Some of my friends and students live online. I travel overseas, when my far flung pen friends email from the ether. A modern miracle, emails transmitted in the blink of an eye.
There it is, a twit on a grand tour of a leafy suburb, somewhere here in middle Melbourne. In past days, I even travelled to attend parochial great Australian sports at sporting grounds. Depends what takes my fancy these days, now I am over 60! Those are only some of the twit on tour’s travel tips for suburbia.