One of my favorite aspects of globetrotting is getting to do it with this guy, my husband of nearly 6 years who was also my beau for the previous 5 before marriage.
He and I travel for completely different reasons.
I travel because I just have to; gypsy is in my blood.
He travels because he has to; he married a gypsy.
But seriously, we are drawn to such different things when we travel.
Because of that, I get to experience so many cool things I never would if I was on my own.
Take this rock, for example.
This ginormous bolder is in Queenstown, New Zealand.
While strolling the lakeside to walk off lunch and snap photos, we passed this rock.
I kept walking.
My husband, however, immediately went to the rock and began climbing all over it.
Eventually I wandered over to snap some photos of him being all manly and cool.
Then he made me put away my camera and climb all over it too.
The view from up top was spectacular.
And it was so much fun.
It was kinda like being in elementary school again and playing on the jungle gym during recess.
It turned my lakefront walk from a task-- taking photos-- to a fun experience, goofing around with my guy and playing on top of a massive bolder.
We sat up top and admired the view and people watched and I felt, not for the first time, very lucky to have such a great travel partner.
One who is so different from me, but wants to always include me in the fun.
One who will let me snap away, but also remind me to put the camera down.
I know couple travel is not everyone's thing, but I do have to say that my globetrots are much richer because of him.