Oh, The Places I'll Go...

The travel bug has begun nibbling at me. I'm reading books about foreign, exotic lands and hearing about Travelling Diva's adventures in Morocco and I'm inspired to go somewhere. Anywhere. Everywhere.

I want to visit Steinbeck country in the US. I want to see those rolling green hills and drink coffee in a little country diner.
I want to drive across the country to Mexico and see Malinche's world. I want to go to Cuba and dance in the streets. Flirt with beautiful people. I want to walk in the Amazon. I want to see the mountains in Peru. I want to visit the pyramids and feel the heat of Egypt. Hear the tradition music of Senegal and Kenya. Lie in the sun, walk in the desert. I want to drive from Stockholm to Copenhagen and swim in the sea. I want to wake up in a little Tuscan village. I want to catch fish on a Greek fishing boat. I want to lie on a Spanish beach. I want to see the rice fields of Vietnam. I want to drink Guiness in a tiny Irish town. I want to sweat in the heat of a Darwin summer. I want to see the northern lights in Lapland.

I think I should start buying lottery tickets ...
If anyone can recommend a job that will allow me to do all this please feel free!