Wouldn’t it be fun to…

… tooooo… for example…

Rent a car with camper-trailer and follow the Giro d’Italia or Tour de France?

Sans head butts.

Great scenery, interesting people, fantastic food or ingredients for those who cook, fresh air.

I am channeling my experience here, of course.  And in the depths of time I seriously rode bikes, until a blow out on a downhill sprint.  I still have gravel in my shoulder.  brrrrr

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  1. A. J. D. S. says:

    … go fly fishing in Montana for a week.

  2. Antioch_2013 says:

    Traipse about Europe visiting churches and monasteries for a few months one summer.

  3. Antioch: Not enough people use the verb “traipse”.

  4. Mary G says:

    …in Florence this coming week for the Under 23 Ultimate Frisbee Championships.

  5. DdC says:

    Wouldn’t it be fun to be a practice player for Rafa Nadal uh oh…thats too much fun! now back to checking out ollllld monasteries!! :)

  6. Bornacatholic says:

    WIBF to go back to Venice and to get lost wandering in that dazzlingly picturesque city and to walk over scores of its more than 400 bridges only to end up in some fantastic square where some beautiful Church waits patiently to be explored or where some Trattoria or Cafe stands waiting to serve you a glass of Raboso or where, across the square, you see some incredibly voluptuous alley inveiglingly lifting a stone skirt up over her bewitching Bridge, flashing a bit of sensuous canal, skillfully seducing the virgin visitor.

    Venice is a living, breathing, gorgeous woman of a city.

  7. Jack Hughes says:

    grab a TARDIS and travel back in time to Easter Morning

  8. Jack Hughes —

    At which point you’d run into the Time Cops or that legion of angels Jesus was holding back on. :)

    Wouldn’t it be nice to… have the run of the Vatican Library and Secret Archives. There really couldn’t be anything more fun (in an “I don’t mind getting hot, dusty, lost, squinty, and confined in small spaces” way) than getting to help deal with that magnificent unconquered mass of papers and books.

  9. Andreas says:

    ….discover a heretofore unknown Haydn Mass in the attic of Stift Stams (Austria), transcribe it and then conduct it as part of Mass with orchestra and the Toelzerknabenchor!!

  10. worm says:

    tour Scotland visiting distilleries and wrap it up at the Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo.

  11. YadaYada says:

    Wouldn’t it be fun to…

    Go to heaven, right now!

    That’s been my response for now… let’s see… 25 years!

  12. K. Marie says:

    WIBF to hop on a train and wander around Europe going to Mass at all the Cathedrals.

  13. Brian Day says:

    While I would love to traipse around Europe some day, maybe with Fr Z as a tour guide, WIBF to explore ALL of the national parks of this great country.

  14. Maltese says:

    until a blow out on a downhill sprint. I still have gravel in my shoulder. brrrrr

    Interesting; I share the exact same experience: I was racing a friend down the road to Mt. Baldy in Santa Fe, traveling between 45 and 50 (which is pretty fast on a road bike, around corners) when my front-tire made a sound like a m-40–there was about 2 seconds of front-tire wobble before the bike collapsed by virtue of its own unroadworthiness, and then I went sliding, and sliding…the only good thing was I didn’t have to wait in the emergency room, they took me right in! In there the real pain began, because the alcohol (or whatever it was) solution they put on my shoulder, arm and leg, before they began scraping the gravel out, created an indescribable stinging sensation…

    But, I digress: if I had my druthers I would rent or buy a property bordering Denali state park in Alaska, with a small lake in front, to watch caribou, swans, etc. from, with the great mountain in the background, and a planetarium of stars from at night…

  15. Random Friar says:

    I would love to borrow a glorified post-resurrection body and play hide-and-seek on the rings of Saturn, go wind-surfing on the surface of Jupiter or grab a dune buggy on the moon and floor it.

  16. Dr. Eric says:

    …catch Dr. Robert Rey ( http://www.drrobertrey.com/pages/wellness.html ) in a Triangle Choke and squeeze until he went unconscious. (Maybe that’s just me.)

    Here’s one that more of you would agree with and I have thought of it for over a decade:

    …not get on that train from Stazione Termini to Roma Fiumicino and instead go to a monastery or religious order and live the rest of my days in the Eternal City.

  17. Dr. Eric says:

    By the way, only click on the link above and DO NOT search his website, he is a plastic surgeon and he has before and after photos on it and therefore they are not safe for a Catholic to look at in my opinion.

  18. …watch Dr. Eric choke Dr. Rey.

    (No, it’s not just you.)

  19. Fly with the Angels, like the prophet Habacuc (Daniel 14:34-35).

  20. irishgirl says:

    WIBF to spend the day at Castel Gandolfo with Papa Benedict….walking through the gardens, taking in the view of the Alban Hills and the lake nearby. Then listening to him play Bach or Mozart on the piano-that would be soooo cool!

    Or else sprout a pair of wings and fly all over Europe, visiting the shrines and cathedrals!

  21. Eric says:

    Hike the Appalachian trail….

    Literally, not euphemistically.

  22. kradcliffe says:

    … rent something very roomy and comfortable (an Escalade?) and drive all over the United States, From Boston to Seatle, down to San Diego, back across the South and up the East Coast to Boston, again.

    That’s a dream of mine.

    Right now, I’m planning to do something I’ve wanted to do: I’m going to walk the entire West Highland Way! 100 miles from Glasgow to Ben Nevis, with a group of knitters, walking and knitting for charity.

  23. Jack Hughes says:

    @ Irish girl – OH yeah!!!!

    @Subuurban Banshee – my only problem in the secret archives is that I’d want to read all the books I was supposed to be filing :), also I’d dodge the time cops all the time.

  24. UncleBlobb@hotmail.com says:

    … be Fr. Z’s traveling side kick, food tester, and daily Mass server at WDTPRS county manor. As well as read, write, and speak Latin fluently.

  25. adagio48 says:

    Spend a few days in Italy, first in Rome, visiting St. Peter’s, the Church of Jesu, then down to Monte Cassino, up in the clouds with the angels. PAX

  26. nhaggin says:

    …to take that trip back to Austria I’ve been thinking about for years.

    …to pack up the camera and hit the Blue Ridge/Olympic National Park/Denali.

  27. q7swallows says:

     . . . go trolling for swordfish on the open seas.  Then go home to my own self-sufficient villa complete with its own chapel and resident priest(s) who would offer the EF every day and teach my family and friends about our Faith.  

  28. Marg says:

    My husband and I have often discussed spending Lent in Rome and visiting the stational Church each day ending with Easter Mass at St.Peter’s. One draw-back, it’s very hard to fast in Rome.

  29. PostCatholic says:

    My own minister had much the same experience of the comments at On Faith when she wrote a guest opinion just under two years ago. You can’t expect erudition from all readers of a mass-marketed newspaper, but you sure can expect opinions.

  30. lux_perpetua says:

    it would be fun to…

    be married, and be finding out that i’m going to have a child.

    it would be fun to…
    be alive to see reconciliation between East and West.

    ok so maybe fun isn’t the right adjective

  31. …spend the Summer on the road with the boy, visiting all the new Major League ballparks at great leisure. We would roam the blue highways, camping and catching/shooting as much of our victuals as practicable within the bounds of legality and logistics, and keeping a travelogue, which we would copy, bind and publish by hand for family Christmas presents.

  32. Allan S. says:

    On the driving in Europe thing…True Story:

    I met my wife at Charles De Gaulle airport (end of a work trip, and she joined me in Paris) and we were to rent a car and drive through the Loire. I go to the rental kisok, do the paperwork and get the keys, grab her luggage and find the car in the airport garage. Pouring rain outside, rush hour. We get in the car and my wife says “Ummm…what’s that?”

    It was a gearshift. Problem is, neither of us had EVER driven a standard transmission automobile before. I had once driven a riding lawnmower, so I has some passing concept of what a clutch was, but that’s it.

    I went back to the kiosk and explained the situation and asked if he had any automatic transmission cars, to which he replied: “A few, but they are for American women.” (yes, with that true Parisian sneer!).

    So I did the only thing I could do…I marched right back to that car, looked my wife in the eye and said “Sorry hun, they don’t have any.”

    What a fun week that was. “If you can’t find ’em, grind ’em!”

    (Postscript: when I returned the car, I was asked if everything was OK, but unfortunately I had to report that the transmission was in need some repair!)

  33. New Sister says:

    ditto, Irish girl!

    WIBT … ‘blognic’ with all of you AND PAPA BENEDICT …for hours! :-)

    (so we will one day – Deo volente – in Heaven)

  34. ejcmartin says:

    WIBT rent a small cabin by the ocean and sit on the beach with the family and watch the whales swim by. Hey wait, that was the long weekend I just had!

  35. Templar says:

    Hike the Appalachian trail….

    Literally, not euphemistically.
    Comment by Eric — 17 July 2010 @ 1:24 pm

    Indeed Eric, this has been my fantasy for some time, and is retirement goal #1 of the wife and I. For now we do little bits and pieces. Although we do worry about the awful masses we will experience in Trail Towns along the way.

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