Every once in a while my husband and I would talk about how we should go on a vacation. Just a short weekend trip. I’d get excited, and we’d start talking about the places we would go. Things we wanted to check off our bucket lists. But then, inevitably, we would start to talk logistics. How could we possibly go anywhere without a kitchen? How would I eat? I have a very restrictive, very specific diet, and it’s not in any way flexible. There is no such thing as a “cheat day” for me.
Then we would talk hotels—what if we got all the way to our destination and it had mold? Or awful chemicals that set me off? How could we even take that chance? At this point in the conversation, we would lose interest. Traveling is just too hard—and up until now we always gave up on the idea of vacations. Too many factors—let’s stay home. But finally we decided to just take a leap of faith and hope that everything worked out…and it actually did. Continue reading “Vacationing with me IS possible!” →