As we get older time travel seems more and more attractive. Where would I go if I had the keys to the TARDIS?
When I was a teenager and first travelling on steam train excursions I used to wish that I could travel back to the days of steam when the great trains ran all over the country. I’d still like to do that but I’d also like to go back and do those excursions again. We had such great times.
I’d like to go back to Clacton on Sea where we used to go on our summer holidays and see the donkeys on the beach and the Punch and Judy show. I’d like to have been in London for the Queen’s Coronation like the Doctor and Rose but without the creepy TV sets.
It’s been a while since I travelled and I still hope to see a few more places before I die but a lot of things have changed in the past fifty years. I wanted to see Christchurch Cathedral in New Zealand but it was destroyed in an earthquake. I’ll never see it now, unless I could time travel.
It would be nice to visit tourist attractions that were not full of people taking selfies. It would be a lot cheaper to do my sightseeing fifty years ago too. I’d like to see Times Square or Piccadilly Circus all lit up with neon signs. LED lights are just not the same.
That’s what I’d do if I had the means to time travel. I know I could see the dinosaurs, great events in history or even go forward in time to see how we all end up. That would be the last thing I’d want to do. No, I’d be content just visiting some happy times from my own life and some favourite eras.