...the MD conducts an intense discussion of beneiftis/risks associatied with necessary surgery, concluding, "Are there any questions?" and all you can think of is "Can't this wait 'til I get back from my trip to Europe?"
...you open another humongous credit card statement, but don't feel tooooo bad about it because you got miles for all those charged dollars, and besides, there's no other way you could afford to go on your next two trips!
...your grown kids start planning THEIR own trips without you, and use Fodors as a resource.
Adding to Amanda's "when you almost get cranky when someone you know DOESN'T consult you about their upcoming trip"...
...acquaintances tell you they had only a so-so time at a certain place, hotel, cruise, and instead of commiserating, you think "What a waste!" and ask "Why didn't you talk to me FIRST?"
... hearing the key turn in the front door, you hurriedly log off the computer before getting teased again by your family for planning another unaffordable trip.
...you're REALLY making progress when you finally get photos from three trips ago into an album.

Thanks for a grat fun thread, DejaVu!

Oh so true to all of the above!! When someone mentions one itsy bitsy thing about travel, I can't stop talking for hours!

I'll plan my trip but start planning my next one at the same time!

My office at home is filled with travel books and it continues to grow.

I sigh when I see Italian ceramics at a store here in town and say "I can get that cheaper in Italy...gotta plan another trip!" The same goes for the wonderful Provence soaps. We all know where the best deals are.

I work all day but think all the time of traveling and what I'll see, where I'll go and what I'll be eating. Yum!

I don't carry a converter anymore because I have my own European hair dryer!

You've been to a city at least 2-3 times and don't even need a map to get around!

You surf the tv to find a travel related movie or show. (Boy I wish the Travel channel would get their act together).

There's more to my list, but I better get back to wor....no better think more about my May trip to Italy.

Monica

...you know your child is due in September, and you wonder exactly how long you have to wait before introducing that little person to the joys of traipsing all over Europe!

(We have too, too many places to see here before we move home to the States again to postpone longer than necessary!

And, Gardyloo, what is FEBO?

You have the entire next year of trips not only planned but booked!

Diz01 - you are very lucky!

I have another one... the reading material in the WC is a Paris Eyewitness guide book...which it really is!

CaliNurse, I did the medical thing. I had to have immediate surgery and told the doctor I had a trip booked to Greece the next month. He said he thought it would be okay, and I climbed the Acropolis on the six-week anniversary of the surgery. The next day I climbed to the top of the fortress at Mycenae, and my daughter who accompanied me and is a nurse said at that point she quit worrying about me.

BRAVO to you, Carolyn!!!
Nothing like facing illness to make you appreciate the time you DO have to do the things you love with people you love!
Doc agreed to a pre-op trip, but wanted to Rx Dilantin and Prednisone (to avoid seizures--the surg was brain-related). I said "no way." Off we went. I told my daughter exactly what to do and who to call if Mom had any weird (beyond the usual) behaviors, and all was fine. We had the best trip ever!! (I say that after nearly every trip--another travelholic symptom?)
Came home, glad to have had that special time before surgery, and recovered nicely, partly with lots of on-line Fodors time!! So thanks again for sharing your stories and ideas, fellow Fodorites!!!

FEBO is an acronym related to how they serve food on an airplane... from the Front on Even numbered flights, from the Back on Odd numbered flights.

...planning a trip for 10 to Ireland and loving every minute of it.
...can recite the entire 2 week itinerary by heart even though it is still 5 months out.
...taking both Italian and French at the same time, knowing that I will make it to one or the other this year.
...and every other symptom on this thread.

I forgot this one...
...knowing how to get around Paris better then my own town of Sacramento.

..when you look at the Sunday New York Times travel section, see that there is an interesting place to go, and save it...and then suddenly there is a hugh stack of newpapers in the spare room...

...when the majority of your passwords have the letters..P..A..R..I..S..in them, and the numbers are a date when
want to go back...lately its ParisAug06

When your friends say...Paris, again??

When you watch a movie, recognize the sights, and say to yourself..if they were really going from...X...to Y...they wouldn't drive past "tourist site"...movie French Kiss as an example

when you get excited about ANY trip, even within own country (Canada) or US...every trip is a chance to see new things, try new restaurant, go to museum, ball game,etc...

... you’re ignoring the work you do as a freelancer, the work that pays the bills, the work that allows you to travel, and you spend your time instead responding to a thread like this about travelholism.

Also,when you have bookcases full of albums of travel photos which you look at frequently.

I can get around in London, Paris or Florence better that I can downtown LA :-B

I can even get excited about a trip for my wife's family reunion in Iowa

I forgot this one:

That you drive over to your local airport ( mine is Ronald Reagan National), just to walk around the concourse even if I don't have a flight. I just walk around, breathe deeply, stare at the planes and leave.

Wow, tripgirl. Now that's hard core.

. . . when someone asks where your based and you have no idea how to answer!
. . . when you call your friends and the first thing they say after hello is "Where are you?"
. . . when your answer to that question almost always changes.
. . . when someone says "Oh, I am going to (blank)" and you say "will you bring me back (something obscure and totally delicious)? I am out."
. . . when you refuse to buy products from your favorite country on-line, saying in your mind I'll just go over and get them myself."
. . . when you can convince yourself that the latter is actually cheaper.
. . . when your mother, who knows you best, actually admits to her friends that she has no idea where you are. "I have lost track."
. . . when you get upset if you see anything under the Christmas tree because all you asked for were airline tickets.

That's right, people. It is a crazy life.

jolie,

yes, pretty sick, huh???

And I even know the locations of each and every bathroom at Reagan and Dulles!!

tripgirl,

there are worse afflictions I can think of. At least you are not alone here

When I hear a train whistle I think of sitting on a platform somewhere exotic and not about the filthy train depot a few miles from my home.

one more...

at any given hour inthe day, I glance at the time and then calculate what time it is in Europe, Asia, australia...