One of my favorite parts of being married is traveling and experiencing new places with my wife.
If it were up to me (and I had unlimited funds and vacation time), I would travel 45 weeks out of the year. Why 45?
Well, 46 would just be ridiculous.
The great part is, though, the places we visit don't necessarily have to be lavish, some type of tropical paradise or even require a flight. Heather and I recently visited Cleveland, Ohio, for a long weekend, and I can tell you honestly that I had an amazing time.
I know what you're thinking: "Cleveland? Who goes on vacation to Cleveland?"
Hey, times are tough, and the economy still is struggling. It's called responsibility!
In all seriousness, Cleveland was a bus trip we came across that included tickets to two Cleveland Indian games against the New York Yankees. Since I'm trying to branch out and see different baseball stadiums, it seemed to be the perfect little trip.
Surprisingly, despite having to drag her to two baseball games, Heather was just as excited about the trip. Why? For two reasons: One, Cleveland has the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. More importantly, though, Cleveland has the house where the movie "A Christmas Story" was filmed.
I could try and describe my wife's affinity for "A Christmas Story," but I only get so much space in this column, and I tend to over-write anyway.
So, to keep it simple, I'll just say that if she didn't have any family obligations each holiday, Heather would watch the entire 24-hour marathon on TBS - and still be sad that it was over once those 24 hours were up.
I give her a hard time, and certainly have many laughs at her expense, but her reaction to novelties like this are exactly why I love traveling with her. She had a smile from ear to ear the entire tour and (fittingly) looked like a kid on Christmas morning.
Then we got to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, a place equal to paradise for a woman who would tell you with a straight face that the 1980s was the best era for music.
Her focus was unbreakable while viewing items like the red jacket Michael Jacket wore in the "Thriller" video. She was in awe as we watched the U2 3-D experience.
I'm lucky they haven't inducted Jon Bon Jovi yet, or we'd still be at the exhibit.
So, do you see now why I travel with my wife? Sure, I enjoy seeing new places, but the real fun is experiencing those new places with my wife. We're creating memories, and sharing in one another's interests.
Although I thought the "A Christmas Story" house was very cool, I guarantee I didn't find it as exciting as Heather.
Seeing how much she was enjoying it is what I'll always remember about the experience; that and Heather standing at the top of the stairs in the "pink nightmare" bunny outfit. I'd try and use those photos against her in the future, but that doesn't work when she's proud of them.
She must feel the same way, because I've never seen her more interested in two baseball games. She was heckling opposing players, cheering on a Yankee one minute and calling him a "bum" the next.
I've taught her well; she's officially a true New York Yankees fan.
Beardsley, a native of Loyalsock Township, was a former Sun-Gazette reporter. He now resides in Scranton. His column is published on the third Sunday of each month.
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