Ready, Set, Jet Set (or the unexpected adventure)

07 Sep

The final countdown is here! Only 3 days left, 2 hours, 32 minutes left. (So really let’s just go ahead and say 2 days.)

Passport…. Check
Camera….. on its way
back pack… check, with one on the way-just in case
travel accessories… check
Clothing… kind of… 
etc, etc, etc. 

I’m beginning to feel overwhelmed. So much left to do, but for the life of me I’m not sure what I need to make sure I get done.  I know that I will need to ship my bridesmaids dress to Texas. And that’s about all I have. I keep debating about picking up an extra long sleeve shirt or two, perhaps and extra pair of jeans, even shoes. If I don’t bring these things, it might give me an excuse, er I mean reason, to buy something there.

The almost final travel itenerary looks something like this: Madrid, Sevilla, Barcelona, Venice, and Munich. I’m ansty. I’m nervous. I’m worried about money. I’m slightly scared. I’m starting to get sentimental- I will miss my friends. But most of all I’m excited and ready. Not only will I be traveling abroad, but this trip is also a 3rd date of sorts.

The unexpected adventure of falling in like. I’m a bit hesitant to say falling in love. But I will be in Europe, and isnt’ that where you’re supposed to walk around like star crossed lovers?

 I’ve been holding out on admitting that I might actually like “Ace.”  Not wanting to let myself believe in something so wholly unrealistic and unbelievably romantic.

He was the reason for my California adventure and the reason for this jaunt across the sea.  True, it was my idea to go and something that I had talked about before I ever met Ace.  He mentioned that he had just applied for his passport and I told him that I was planning on going to Europe and that he should join me. I never expected that he would actually say yes. I wasn’t going to press the issue, afterall, I barely knew him and my bank account finally had money in it. But suddenly one evening, we purchased tickets and so it was decided.

I’m still reluctant to talk much about Ace, because the odds of this ever working are against me.  I was talking with a friend on a recent evening and she asked me,  “How do you know Singapore exists? Have you ever been there?”  Of course I haven’t and yet I believe that it does exist.  That was the answer, I have to believe.

Its fear that holds me back from admision. I don’t want to end up hurt. The following quote has almost become my mantra:  “…never take it seriously. If you never take it seriously then you never get hurt. If you never get hurt then you always have fun, and if you ever get lonely you can just go to the record store and visit your friends.”

And at the same time, I want to throw caution to the wind and jump off that cliff. Perhaps, this time I will.

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Posted by on September 7, 2010 in Adventure


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