Vacation in my mind

I don't know if it's the snow, or what, but I really want to be someplace else right now. (Yes, I'm talking about the snow again. I can't help it. After being trapped indoors for about a week, I'm starting to feel like the snow is purposely holding me hostage.  I believe that I am slowly loosing my grip on sanity. I'm not sure if I'll ever get to leave the shoebox again. Help.) 

A vacation isn't exactly in my immediate future. Somehow blowing student loan money on a big trip seems a little irresponsible. But that doesn't mean a girl can't dream.

Europe is generally the first place I'll go during a daydream travel session. Eating a fresh baguette as I stroll the streets of Paris. Gelato and a moped ride in Rome. Taking in the majesty of the museums and monuments. Maybe visiting a castle or two. Best of all just strolling around and being in Europe with all its history and culture and European glory. I don't think I'd be able to sleep the whole time I was there - how could I possibly sleep when there is so much to see and do?

I want to go to Europe, I really do. And after a week of hard-core enforced nothingness, I could be up for some intense tourism. But in general, I am a lazy person. And the best vacations to me are the somewhat lazy ones, preferably on a tropical island. Sure, I'd need to have some nice things to go out and see and do. I'm up for snorkeling around or maybe even a rain forest hike if I'm feeling particularly adventurous. But mostly I just want to kick back on a beach chair and look at how pretty everything is. Plus, warm. Always a plus.

Fortunately, I probably have a few years to iron everything out. So long as I'm only taking mental vacations, I may as well go where ever the fancy takes me.