Over dinner the other night we were talking about travel traditions. You know…a little ritual or thing you do in every place you travel to. I find these fascinating, and am always curious about what peaks people’s interest. My husband, for example, gets a haircut in every country he visits (the $2 haircut in Cambodia remains his favorite til this day!) My step-mom collects matches from restaurants she eats in when traveling, then puts them in a jar when she gets home labeled “Memory Matches”. My sister is a passionate craft beer drinker and always hits up the local watering hole for a glass of whatever the local brew is.
And me…well, I jump. And jump, and jump, and jump until a photo is finally snapped mid-air with a “woo hoo!” look upon my face. Something like this:
This tradition started back in the summer of 2008 when my family and I traveled to Greece together, and hiked up a really, really steep mountain on a really, really hot day. My sister and I were so happy by the time we got to the top that we jumped in the air and high-fived each other, perfectly timed to the snap of my mom’s camera. Since then, it just kind of stuck. Here are a few of my favorites:
Los Angeles, California 2008
Charleston, South Carolina 2010
Las Vegas, Nevada 2010
Dominican Republic 2012
Washington DC 2013
And of course…there’s no shortage of jumping right here in New York City:
I’m looking forward to putting all my jumping shots into a scrapbook, as a fun way to reflect upon the places I’ve been and the fun times had while there. I think I’ll call it “Jess’s Junkets Through Jumps”:-)
What’s your travel tradition? Share below!
By: Jessica Tiare Bowen