I have lived in western Canada all my life. I was 9 in the summer of 1962 when my maternal grandmother’s family had a family reunion near Alexandria Minnesota and that was my first time out of the country (so when they ask “where were you in '62…”).
Apparently not hard, in the sense of getting rejected (it was hard to get OUT, but that’s another thing). It took time, then, though, because there were a lot of papers that had to be mailed back and forth, and you had to secure travel visas, you had to get children certain vaccinations, and send proof, and make some phone calls, and international calls had to be placed through operators then. It took time, and there were lots of steps, but my mother had been there once before, as a tourist, and had been to Czechoslovakia, and my father had been there several times, including having gone to grad school at the University of Leningrad for two years, so my parents knew what to do, and started the process as soon as my father’s sabbatical was approved.
He had his regular salary, and a book advance while we were there, so it wasn’t a bad life, even though, in Moscow, we were like a regular Russian family-- four people in two rooms.
I got to see the Bolshoi close to twice a month, and I loved that. I went to an international school that I loved as well. It was my best school experience in 12 years.
Oooh, dangerous talk. Not many Scots would agree with you there.
Most significantly, we have different legal systems.
I was born outside of the US, so the first time I left *that *country I was three or four months old. For trips leaving the US: we went to Canada when I was about six to visit relatives.
As an adult(ish), I went to Canada again at I think about 16, for my cousin’s wedding (same cousin we had visited when I was six). For overseas trips, I went to Italy at about 17 or 18, with my mom and siblings. For trips on my own, I went and knocked about France, Italy, and The Netherlands for about seven weeks when I was 26. Then I moved to France for a year when I was 28.
Feb to March 1968 as a 3rd Class Engineering Midshipman training cruise on the original TS Golden Bear.
That can also be true of US states. Law in the state of Louisiana is based on French (Napoleonic) and Spanish civil law. Federal courts and 49 states use the legal system based on English common law
I was barely out of the womb when we made our first (out of several) summer trips to the Seaside House, on Kennebunk Beach, Maine - from Montreal. It was by train for the first couple of years - then by car along two-lane roads in an unreliable vehicle.
My first overseas trip was when I was 6 months old (to Poland). Then we’ve taken one approximately every four years or so since then, until I was a teenager. On my own, I first went overseas when I was 20, and lived overseas for most of my 20s.
I was a baby when my parents took us into Canada one afternoon. I haven’t been out of the United States since.
But you’ve jumped to Beta Colony, Escobar, Cetaganda, etc. in the pages of books, which is quite a long way.
The occasion I’m sure of was for Expo 67, when I was 16. We may have driven through Canada from Chicago on the way to the 1964 NY World’s Fair. I had cousins in Detroit, and on a visit we may have taken a short drive into Canada.
I visit Seattle often and on a couple of occasions, have taken a boat/train/car to British Columbia, first when I was about 25. Not exactly “international travel.” That came a lot later, when I was 49.
My parents took me to Germany when I was almost three (on the liner "New York). Came back about a year and a half later on the “Bremen”. Nice boat.
My parents’ neighbors were from China, and they would drive up to Vancouver, from Seattle, for dim sum. At some point they invited my parents to go along, then added their daughter and then me. Went to Vancouver and Victoria 2-3 times every year.
First camping trip at 3 months. Why would anybody want to go camping, in a tent with an infant?
First plane trip, within the U.S., at 9 months.
I was 15 for my first (and only) trip to Mexico, 23 when I visited a country outside of North America.
Moved to Europe at 30.
This year I’ve only been to 2 other counties besides the one I’m living in. Probably won’t be in the U.S. this year.
My dad was in the Army when I was born (in the U.S.), and about a year later we went to Germany: my brother was born there, when I was 19 months old. We were back in the States before I turned 3. I remember nothing of Germany – though my mom used to tell the story that I got kicked out of German preschool for biting at least one of the other children!
A decade later, both parents were working for the government and accepted an overseas assignment: I spent the equivalent of 7th and 8th grades in North Yorkshire, England. I still have vivid memories of that time, 35 years after we left the UK.
While living in England my family went to Tenerife for one vacation, and upon landing at Heathrow I threw up at the baggage carousel. When my mom took me to the bathroom to clean up, I got to apologize to the woman who’d been hit with some of my vomit… 
Technically, I was 21: my friend and I drove to Toronto (from Philadelphia) for spring break our senior year of college. But the first time I used a passport on my own was just a few years ago: I went to Paris with some friends in 2017.
This - Army brat. I was born, had my first airplane flight at 3 days, then my second at 1 month. First one was from Rochester NY to Perry NY to hang until it was time to head to Germany, we stayed there until I was just under 5 [summer before official Kindergarten] My 3 day old flight was the first, and only time I have gotten motion sick other than when ill for some other reason. Mom fed me, we hit turbulence and I spewed used milk all over the cockpit of my dad’s Piper Cub - he decided he should sell it instead of take it to Germany with us for some reason … 
- Dad’s employer sold defense thingies to NATO. Dad’s division had developed the most important aspect of the thingies, so we moved to Europe for 3 years while Dad’s division taught repair and maintenance to NATO personnel. Went to DODDS schools and loved it, visited dozens of European counties. It was the early 1980’s so the dollar was very strong and we were RICH!
At 26 I got married. We went to Freeport, the Bahamas for our honeymoon, and two months later moved to Saipan (of course it’s part of the USA, but that explains the next few years of my travels) for 6 years. Airports in Seoul and Tokyo don’t count since we never left them except to a hotel for a layover. We spent a few days vacationing in Tokyo. My parents had hosted an exchange student from there when I was in college, and she took a day off of work to give us a tour.
I have never been or desired to go to Mexico, even when we lived in AZ and NM. I haven’t been to Canada yet, but Mr. CelticKnot has been promising to take me there for 24 years. He grew up in NE Indiana (we live there now) and his family traveled there often, doing what he calls the Great Circle Route. This was going to be the year we finally were able to take the trip, but that may be out of the question. 
I took a school trip to Yucatan, Mexico when I was 13 or 14. I enjoyed it a lot.
I’m going to say 2½ because my mom was pregnant with my sister who is exactly 3 yrs younger than me. We took a driving trip up the coast through Oregon, Washington and on up in to BC. The only thing I remember is being on the ferry.
Under 6 months old…at this moment it has been about 3 months since I’ve been abroad, which must be the longest time I’ve gone without going abroad for at least a decade (if not two).
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