Here's what was in my journal the week I was deciding:
Too hot. No AC. Mammogram pending. Where will the money come from? My cats will be a mess. I'll miss my college kid's birthday — again. What if I ruin their birthday month forever? What if I lose a leg or worse?
That last one. A leg. I was 60 years old, had led group trips across multiple continents, had backpacked solo through Europe, Africa, and Australia in my 30s — and my nervous system was out here generating catastrophic limb loss as a valid reason not to get on a plane to Lisbon.
I know what it is now. It's not fear of travel exactly. It's the transition into travel — that strange stretch where the trip is real, but your brain has not caught up yet. Where it scans for every possible reason to stay home and starts building a case.
I went to Lisbon. It was one of the best decisions I've made. And it became the reason Coddiwomple Travel Cure exists.
I took my first flight at 14, for a summer exchange in Germany, and came home a different person. In my 30s I traveled solo through Europe, Africa, and Australia. Then life did what life does. I had kids. I built a career. I co-founded a boutique tour company and spent years leading groups across Europe.
Travel was always there. But it was often in service of something else — the kids, the job, the group. When my kids launched and I turned 60, travel finally got a front seat. And I discovered something I wasn't expecting: even with all that experience, I still wobbled. Maybe more than before.
I've gotten sick far from home. I've taken wrong trains, missed flights, and ended up in accommodations I'd rather forget. I've had mishaps solo and mishaps when I was the one responsible for a whole group of people. Every single time, the thing that got me through wasn't the absence of fear. It was a plan.
Not a perfect plan. Not a personality transplant. Just enough structure to keep moving.
It's not a retreat. It's not a tour. It's not hand-holding.
It's practical support for women over 50 who have already booked the trip and are now busy maybe-making lots of reasons not to go.
I help you separate real risk from nervous-system noise. Map your first 24 hours. Make a plan: before departure, at the airport, and the first night in a new bed.
So you get on the plane. With a plan that holds up when the nervous system gets loud.
If you've already booked and the spiral has started, the best first step is free. The exact note to save in your phone before you fly, so you land calm even if everything goes sideways.
Save the Arrival Note