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20 Ways Travel Will Make Your 2021 Soooo Much Better Than 2020

How it's going now: You’ve been serenading your cat in Italian. You do not speak Italian. How it's going to go in 2021: You’re in Venice. A nice Italian man is singing to you as he rows you through the charming canals on a gondola. Your cat is back home gorging on the wet food you left out for him. Everyone is feeling the bliss.

2020 has been... a year.

Or like a gazillion years, depending on who you ask. You’ve made sacrifices and done things you never imagined yourself doing to stay safe, stay sane, and keep the boredom at bay. We thought about some of those things you’ve maybe been doing lately, and how much better your life is going to be once you’re traveling again in 2021 and 2022.

You know that “How it started / How it’s going” meme? Great stuff, right? Well, we updated it to be a bit more relevant to your current situation. As in: “How it’s going now” (at home, bored to pieces, finding new ways to stay entertained while keeping you and your loved ones safe) vs. “How it’s going to go” (traveling your face off once it’s safe to do so, and living your life to the fullest). Yes, we're getting into the meme game.

And you can count on us at EF Ultimate Break to make sure that next dream trip you take is perfect from top to bottom. We can all use a little less stress in 2021. That's why we plan every aspect of your trip, from flights and accommodations to local tour guides and meals. Just book, get hyped, and go!

How it’s going:

Your friends and neighbors have asked you to stop baking sourdough loaves for them until they finish the first five you sent last week.

So it has come to this. Cooped up inside your home, you’ve become a bread person. Not like half-human half-dough—but like you spend your days perfecting the crispiest crusts and softest interiors on any loaf this side of Panera. You give your extra loaves away to loved ones, and honestly, they would never tell you this, but they have so much of your bread now, they’re starting to use it to line their cat’s litter box. Sorry to have to be the one to break that news to you.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Paris, letting your nose lead you across the Latin Quarter, sampling baguettes, brioche, pain de campagne, and pain au chocolat.

Your months of experimentation have paid off. You have an excellent taste for excellent bread and bakery treats from the finest boulangeries. You pre-heated your wanderlust to 350, and now you get to feast on the fruits of someone else’s labor—in the bread capital of the world, Paris. While you’re sampling freshly baked treats, pick up a bottle of champagne, a wheel of Brie, and maybe some charcuterie and take your haul to the Eiffel Tower for a picnic with friends in this special place. There’s nothing half-baked about this vacation—you deserve it.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You have finally given in and after many months of quarantine (and years before that saying you would never do this) you have watched all of Game of Thrones.

Face it, you were always that friend who found the Game of Thrones discourse annoying. You vowed never to watch the silly dragon show. Week in and week out your friends would be talking about Jim Snow and Hogarth and Ka-lisa, or whatever, and you would zone out. But 2020 changed you. You gave in and watched the entire series. Twice. Do you even recognize who you’ve become?!

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Croatia, cruising the coast on a boat, occasionally stopping in ports where you recognize every nook and cranny as being from King’s Landing.

Yes, the waterfalls in Krka National Park are pretty, and vibing out port-hopping along the Adriatic Sea is extremely fun, but you’re all about Dubrovnik. This medieval town is King’s Landing. You tell your new pals on the trip that you’re going for a casual walk, but you don’t mention you’re tracing the exact steps of Cersei’s Walk of Shame. You’re starstruck by Croatia on the outside, and on the inside, you’re squealing with joy.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You don’t remember the last time you spoke to another human being.

Maybe you thanked the mailman for bringing your package? What day was that? Tuesday? You’ve texted your friends, but can you even remember the sound of your own voice anymore? You open your mouth to test this theory out and a puff of dust comes out. Hmm… time to have a conversation with anyone ASAP.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Ireland, and you’ve been talking, dancing, and singing songs you don’t even know the words to for hours with strangers in the pub.

Oh my goodness how badly did you miss prolonged human interaction? Whoever said “don’t talk to strangers” clearly never stepped foot in a real Irish pub. The locals strike up a conversation with you so naturally, and it feels so natural to carry that conversation on—roping in everyone around you as the hours go by and the pints of Guinness go down. The folk band keeps on playing, the regulars teach you the lyrics, and pretty soon the whole pub feels like one big family. Welcome home, friend.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You occasionally shower with your clothes still on.

Sometimes you just forget. Other times you’re just kind of like “what’s the point?” Not having to really change for school or work or to see friends has left you without a good opportunity to really reassess if what you’re wearing is appropriate for any given situation. You’re okay, but like all of us, you could use something to look forward to.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Costa Rica, splashing around in the plunge pool of the famous La Fortuna waterfall.

C’mon in, the water is sooo refreshing. After a decent hike through the jungle you find yourself facing the magnificent La Fortuna waterfall, one of the finest in all of Central America. Without hesitation, you dive in—and you remembered to be wearing a bathing suit for the occasion.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You have developed a complex world of drama that may or may not exist between the yoga instructors on the Peloton app.

Good on you for making time for fitness during all of this, if that’s what’s important to you. You’ve been utilizing the Peloton app like it’s your religion, but maybe it’s time to give it a break for a bit. The badges mean nothing to you anymore. You have strong opinions about Anna and Ross, and you will defend Denis to the bloody end. Your friends started worrying when you began speculating wildly on which instructors are engaged in secret love triangles with each other, and which ones are leaving coded messages in their videos that reveal the details.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Bali, doing sunrise yoga on the beach. Your mind is completely clear.

Warrior one. Nice. Your vinyasa is flowing and so are the good vibes. You’re on a beach. You’ve forgotten all about the silly online drama (that you made up in your head). Warrior two. The breeze feels good. Maybe you’ll get a green smoothie after this. Then some sightseeing. Reverse warrior. Oh look, the sun is coming up over the horizon.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You’ve been serenading your cat in Italian. You do not speak Italian.

It’s tough to say whether your cat likes it or not when you sing to him. He’s probably thinking about wet food. Boy does he love wet food. And speaking of wet, it’s pretty safe to say that he does not like it when you place him in a little toy gondola and pretend to sail him around the bathtub. Your made-up Italian falsetto is improving, though.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Venice. A nice Italian man is singing to you as he rows you through the canals of this marvelous city.

Rest your weary jaw (you’ll need it later for pasta), and let the professionals do the singing. As you float down the canals of Venice with a real Italian man singing to you in real Italian you wonder, “What didn’t my cat love about this? It’s perfection.” The islands of colorful houses drift by, you’re so glad you’re here, your mind occasionally drifting to thoughts about what your cat is up to back home right now. I’ll tell you: he’s gorging himself on the wet food you left out for him. Everyone is feeling the bliss.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You’ve taken up landscape painting. It’s going… okay.

You finally have the time to take up watercolor painting. How hard can it be? Let’s see: a mountain vista with a crystal blue lake and pine, fir, and aspen trees as far as the eye can see. Now to make your first brushstroke. Okay. Fine. And another. And some more. And—oh my gosh. Yup. It’s ruined. How did everything become a gray blob so fast? Better luck next time.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Canada hiking around the Rockies in the exact landscapes you tried to capture with your watercolors.

You took the gondola up the Canadian Rockies, hiked a little further (admiring the many colors of wildflowers along the way) and reached your mountaintop destination. Looking down at Lake Louise you wonder how that color of blue possibly exists. What different shades of watercolor were mixed and matched and—ah, right. This isn’t a painting. It’s real life. Take it all in. Your paint canvas may be gathering dust, but your passport certainly is not.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You have accepted that you will never be a sushi chef.

So you and some friends wanted to do something different to stay connected in quarantine, and you all tried to follow a YouTube video on how to make your own sushi. Long story short it did not go well. The nori didn’t roll. One person got wasabi in their eye. Weeks later, you’re still finding grains of rice in places where rice does not belong.

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Japan, graciously accepting yet another round of sushi in your 12-course omakase meal.

It’s so much better when the pros do it for you, isn’t it? A master sushi chef is plying you with the freshest fish you’ve ever tasted—in fact, yesterday, you toured the market that they source the fish from. Pretty cool, right? Take a victory bite, is that eel? Oh yes, it is. And it’s delicious.

The tradition in Italy of La Befana, a candy wielding witch.

How it’s going:

You finally ate a papaya.

Somehow, you just had never had a papaya. It’s not weird. Plenty of people have just never had a chance to taste exotic fruits. But you need new ways to entertain yourself these days and so you tried this. Pretty good, huh?

How it’s going to go:

You’re in Colombia, sampling eye-poppingly juicy fruits you’ve never even heard of.

That papaya set off a chain reaction of adventurousness in you. You