And it seems as good a time as any… for my 60th what’s top of my birthday bucket list?
Because our seventh decade is the one where we’ve empty nested and we can look forward to retiring (but not right away, obvs).
And it’s the ten years when we can realise those unfulfilled dreams of cities, countries, oceans we’ve yet to conquer.
It is a time too to reflect on how fortunate we’ve been to enjoy our wonders of the world over the past 60.
Some, of course, I’ve visited more than others.
An Irish-American

With Ireland, the land of my mum and my ancestors, more a home from home, than holiday destination.
While of the many benefits of being Teasy’s Baby has been the American cousins who came from the brothers that crossed the ocean.
And means that I have my pick of billets from New York to Washington DC to Florida.
Entry points all to my own explorations to Mississippi, Tennessee, Chicago, Texas, Denver, Las Vegas and Los Angeles.

Of course, there’s never enough life to visit everywhere you want.
Although we’re acutely aware of our good fortune as Europeans of the variety of cultural and historic marvels on our doorstep and at our convenience.
Further afield, as soon as you dip your toe in the Caribbean you want to follow the party from Barbados and Tobago to the other islands.
While planting my flag in North Africa in Morocco and the Eastern Cape in South Africa does not a continent make.
A foot in each continent

Astride the Bosphorus Bridge in Istanbul allowed me (and you) the unique thrill to be in Europe and Asia at the same time.
While cruising on the Red Sea in Jordan you can take in Israel, Egypt and Saudi Arabia.
My forays to Asia have been just that, a drop in the ocean, in the Maldives and have only whetted the appetite for further exploring.
But that can wait, and Herself’s return to her childhood home of Australia.
And perhaps the route she took back to England, New Zealand, Tahiti, the Panama Canal and Curacao and a detour to South America.
Next year in Jerusalem

Because I have a Promised Land to reach, a Land of Milk and Honey.
No, not my wee tip of island on the northern fringes of Europe, Scotland, which is more a Land of Irn-Bru and Haggis.
But Israel, which like Moses only got to see from Mount Nebo in modern-day Jordan.
And was not allowed to enter because he challenged Our Lord.
Which I can only imagine is the reason why the stars have not aligned to see me visit yet.
And instead I have to witness the Biblical land from atop Mount Nebo or from the banks of the River Jordan.
From where I can witness, and hear, being dunked into the holy waters, where John baptised Jesus.
So as they say Next Year in Jerusalem.















