Like everyone else drowning in wanderlust, I’ve always dreamt of the day when I would be able to spontaneously book a flight to a random destination purely for the sake of being adventurous–to not worry about conflicts or schedules and to just pack everything up and GO.
I did something similar during Spring quarter when I flew home and visited my family completely unannounced one Friday afternoon. I first had the idea to buy the tickets at 12 PM, and by 12:30 I had checked them out. The surprise trip home was certainly spontaneous, but the destination wasn’t exactly the kind of place I typically lie awake thinking about at night. (And I do that a lot.)
Last Wednesday started off as a normal day. I woke up, packed my bag, ate a great big breakfast and kissed my mother goodbye as she dropped me off at the train station for another day of work in the city. As I walked across the train tracks however– and I don’t know why this is– my inner wanderer reached some type of tipping point. For whatever reason, I couldn’t help but view my surroundings differently than I had the five weeks prior.
Everything was so gray. So mundane. So regular. Look at all these people, dragging their sorry butts to work, only to rot away in a cubicle for eight hours until they can drag their sorry butts home. Listen how their heels click-clack on the pavement. They’re moving, but where are they going? Oh crap. It’s me, isn’t it? Listen how my chucks stomp-smack.
Sh*t. Where am I going?
In that moment, I made a decision:
I’m not going to wait anymore. I’m not going to push my dreams off into the future saying next month, next quarter, next year. I’m a grown ass adult, goddammit. I’m not some mopey teenager living at her parents’ house who needs to ask for a ride to get from one side of suburbia to the next. I’ve always had the motive, now I have the means. So what the hell am I waiting for? Where am I going?
Well, I’ll tell you 🙂
Yes, this is last minute. I booked my bus and train tickets no more than 12 hours after first coming up with the idea. But when you want something bad enough, you make it work.
Starting on Monday, August 24, I’ll be heading off to…
(But if you follow me on Snapchat, you already knew that.)
I am so, so, so excited, Dear Reader. This is my first time doing a solo, international, no-flying, week-long cultural voyage. And I can’t wait to take you along with me. I’ll be blogging and vlogging my way through the adventure, so don’t miss a moment! Subscribe to CiC by clicking the poop –> 💩
See you soon ~ Cath
Any Dear Readers in the Montréal area? Let me know if you’d like to meet up! 🙂
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