There is an aspect of "Comfort Zone" for most people. Most of my life I have been a traveler simply because this is the way I was raised to be by my father who traveled all over the western United States and when he was 24 I believe he chartered a yacht from Vancouver Canada and traveled with his first wife and brother who was around 22 then and his wife was about 21 or 22 then and they sailed south to Catalina Island off of Los Angeles and then 40 days out to sea to Tahiti then in 1939 and they spent about a year or more visiting the Tuamotu Archipelago that surrounds Tahiti. They eventually took a White Steamship that visited Tahiti once a month then up to Hawaii to Honolulu. At that time there was a large seaplane which functioned like jet travel now which landed in Honolulu then too. I think Dad's first wife got a job in Honolulu at the newpaper as a writer and then Dad and his brother took another steamship back to Seattle to work to earn more money again after traveling for a year or two. Also, world War II had begun in Europe and I think that Dad's first wife was in Honolulu when Pearl Harbor invasion from Japan happened too. So, she came back to Seattle for Safety at that point and many women and families evacuated Hawaii and returned to the mainland at that time.
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