I just had a great conversation with a friend who is at an inflection point in her professional and personal life and isn’t sure what to do next. I’m reminded how often those inflection points occur for all of us, at any age and any stage of professional life or retirement.
Having just turned 74, I’m at or near a similar inflection point. According to the U.S. Census, anyone over 65 is “old”. But with advances in gerontology, “old” is now subdivided into three categories: “young old” is 65-74, “old” is 75-84″ and “old old” is 85 and up.
I’m near the point of graduating from “young old” to simply “old.”
What does it matter, as long as I feel well and am reasonably healthy? It matters because I’m a planner, because my adult kids lead extremely busy and travel-heavy lives and may not be available on the spur of the moment to help me, and because I want to be intentional about my choices going forward. I’m aware, for example, that many of my older friends have lost the desire to travel sometime between 75 and 80. The tumult of getting there and back — wherever “there” might be — outweighs the fun of seeing new things. That suggests I have a window of about five years.
On principle I hate paying singles supplements when I travel, and I don’t much care for sharing a room. I’ve been looking at travel sites that offer singles travel without the supplement, and some while ago I found an amazing sounding trip to Bhutan. Looking more closely, you get from one place to another in the back of a heavy duty truck kitted out with seats. The trip is listed as “adventure and active travel”. Well, in my self understanding, that fits. I showed the trip to my travel guru Sara, who said “Really Mom? Climbing in and out of the back of a heavy duty truck several times a day in Bhutan? Seriously?”
Well, on reflection, I think she’s right. 🙂
If my window for Bhutan and the truck had passed, then what?
Not a bad thing. Just reality.