1. I have a long history of incredibly poorly planned travel adventures.
EXHIBIT A: that time a friend and I thought it was a good idea to decide at 6am to leave for Canada, to camp for about 18 hours in the driving rain, and then come straight back. Somewhere along the way I ate a sort-of-moldy veggie burger and garlicky pancakes. We're still friends.... but it was dicey there for awhile. Note: I forgot my sleeping bag, and also pants.
2. It's genetic. Ask me about that time.... well, ask me about any family vacation I've ever been on. At least two of these stories end in being stranded in broken or motorless boats on large bodies of water, and don't even get me STARTED on that time we drove to Mt. Rushmore and ended up in Sturgis days before the motorcycle rally.
3. The only thing I dislike more than packing is unpacking. I'm hoping that if my suitcase and I spend enough time together, we'll come to an understanding. The understanding that I will be wearing the same dirty clothes for two months straight.
4. On the bright side, I can fall asleep anywhere, around any amount of noise, and for any length of time. My solution for any stressful or difficult situation is typically to take a nap, and hope everything will be resolved when I wake up. This works particularly well for ending unwanted conversations.
5. I really like numbered lists.
6. Seriously, though. This is going to be great. What better way to start a season of travel than attempting to fly out during an oncoming hurricane? Nothing can go wrong.
Love,
R.W.P.
(Road Warrior Princess.)
No comments:
Post a Comment