
~ I'm still on hoiday from work ~ the hubs and i packed our bags, filled up the 'beast' (my white ford explorer) and headed north. the intention was to drive to shreveport for a day or two of sightseeing. rumors of snow prompted us to leave the next day (after josey won $100 at the slot machines) and we headed east to dallas.
i'm a nervous wreck when it comes to quite simply "letting the road" take you to your next destination. i needed an itinerary or a map. i'm not as laid back as my husband who had no care in the world. we were just going to have some sort of adventure.
and maybe that's the reason behind my blogs - that i'm not a big of an adventure seeking type as i hope and wished i could be. i dream of exotic and beautiful places, but heaven help me if i follow through on that and backpack across the continent. i think i'd have panic attacks across europe!
i wasn't adventurous when i was little, either. my parents always thought of me as the "breakable one" - okay and the fact that i was in the hospital a few times for broken arms, scrapped knees and whatever......i wasn't a klutz - i just wanted to fly and look where that got me!
i'd see my little sister running around, unabashed and free. as soon as i stepped foot outside, my parents dragged me back in - gave me a book and called it a day.
i'm even a picky eater - if you can believe that. i used to eat squid, shark, fruits that were indigenous to the pacific isles and here in the modern - "cleaner" states - i distrust most foods.
how do you find adventure when you're the type to not even want one?