Normally when I travel I am all about saving money.  Why get a hotel room in the center of the city when you can get a hostel in a cheaper area?  Why pay money for a taxi when you could take a train or walk?

Not anymore.

For this trip I chose centrally located hotels close to everything so we could walk out the door and be in the heart of it all.

In Slovenia we could have taken buses to get to and from Ljubljana and Bohinj, but both times we chose to take private transport.  Sure I could have walked to a bus, but what about all our luggage?  Can I walk to the bus and lug my stuff?  Do I really want to make Patrick cart all my bags around if I cannot do it myself?  Why do all that work if I can afford not to?  Why would I force myself to do extra labor that will make me too tired to actually enjoy seeing sites?  I spent more money when travelling so that I could enjoy where I was and see as much of it as possible.

When we took our private shuttle from the nicest hotel at Lake Bohinj to the nicest hotel in Ljubljanna, Patrick overheard the driver on his phone.  When answering what he was doing, the driver responded referring to us as two bourgeoisies.  It is not exactly a label I would like to have, but I have certainly been called worse.

If you are spending the money to travel, don’t be afraid to spend a little bit more to make it as enjoyable as possible.  You may only have one shot at a trip, so make it worth it!


2 responses to “Just two Bourgeoisies- how my handicap has changed my travel style”

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