Holiday

Stuck somewhere between “I need to save” and “you only live once”.

Friend: Let’s go to Bora Bora. Me: Man, I wanna go, but I’m pora pora.

My favorite childhood memory is my parents paying for my holidays.

When you’re trying to save money for a house, but end up with a one-way ticket to some tropical island.

Me before vacation: “I’m going to be responsible with my money. This is a low-budget trip. I’m gonna stay in a hostel and everything.”Me on vacation: orders fancy drinks, rides a jet ski, goes skydiving, buys souvenirs for the uncle’s new girlfriend, and adopts an alpaca.

I need a reasonably paid job. Something like $2000 an hour. Nothing too wild…

Me: “I want to travel more”, the bank account: “Like, to the park?”

If traveling was free, BYE!

I wish that road trips could pay my bills.

At the end of the day…I’d rather like to have a lot of stories to tell, than a full bank account.

I wish I was a postcard. For under $2 you can travel the world to any location in the world.

Do you ever stress about money and then accidentally book another flight?

I wish travel therapy was covered by my health insurance.

Backpacking is money spent on Education.

How can people my age plan spontaneous trips to Thailand, I can barely afford a spontaneous soft pretzel.

I love when people say “just quit your job and travel.” Taking an Uber from the bar to my home is the only travel I can afford.

Go to work. Open computer. Scroll for plane tickets for 6 hours. Close computer. Go home.

I need a vacation so long, I forget all my passwords!

Work tip: Stand up. Stretch. Take a walk. Go to the airport. Get on a plane. Never return.

Yeah, working is great…but have you tried traveling.

There should be sympathy cards for having to go back to work after vacation.

Physically I’m here. Mentally I’m in a pool in Bali ordering my third mojito.

Life is short. Call in sick and book that last-minute flight.

I feel like most of my work problems could be solved with a trip to…anywhere.

I googled my symptoms. Turns out I just needed to go on a vacay.

I’m getting tired of waking up and not being at the beach.

Everyone is pregnant, engaged, or getting married. I just wanna lose weight and travel.

Forget champagne and caviar – Taste the world instead.

I travel a lot, I hate having my life disrupted by routine.

I just want to travel the world, overspend at IKEA and drink coffee while cuddling puppies.

Friend 1: I’m getting a house. Friend 2: I’m having a baby. Friend 3: I’m getting married Me: I’m headed to the airport.

People having babies…and I’m like: What country am I going to next?

I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just want a paycheck to buy plane tickets.

I don’t want a house. I just want to travel and put a lot of dogs.

Screw the caviar, I want to travel the world!

Reality called, so I hung up.

I need 6 months of vacation. Twice a year.

I’m a travel addict on the road to recovery. Just kidding. I’m headed to the airport.

I’ve got 99 problems. But I’m on vacation so I’m ignoring them all!

“You can’t buy happiness” Okay, explain travel then…

It’s bad manners to keep a vacation waiting.

Traversed (n.) An obsession with travel. When all you talk or think about is your past or future trips
Good things come to those, who book flights.

I heard an airplane passing overhead. I wished I was on it.

Trypanophobia (n.) The fear of not having any travel trips currently booked.

You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy plane tickets, which is kind of the same thing.

Kilometers are shorter than miles. Save gas and take your next trip in kilometers.