Despite my blog name, I’m not actually all that adventurous. Think more suburban adventure rather than skydiving or wild camping. But, over the years I have ended up overcoming a few challenges that I hadn’t precisely expected to be faced with.
This blog has always been, and will forever more be a record of my personal adventures. It is a journal of the chaos, delight, opportunities and travails that we encounter all rolled in with an obsession for photography (as far as my skillz extend) and a dash of humour (well, I try anyway).
Driving in America
Covering 800 miles of American freeways in less than 10 days is something I never thought I’d do to be honest – an inexperienced driver at best I’ve driven short distances (and through a Florida tropical storm from Cape Canaveral back to our Orlando apartment) – but somehow we survived unscathed driving diagonally the length of Louisiana from New Orleans to Shreveport, through the crazy traffic of Dallas and along the long, undulating motorways of Texas.
I’ll be honest, and admit that did we encounter a couple of challenging and scary situations – a truck driver changing lanes not allowing me enough time to enter a motorway (I luckily just popped into a shoulder lane), getting lost in the middle of Dallas skyscrapers (we jammed every device we had onto navigation), accidentally assuming a road was much narrower than it really was (luckily the road was relatively quiet so I just guided her nimbly over to the correct lane) and dodging some of the twits who pulled out in front of us – one with a trailer full of wood – but overall it really was fine.
Communicating in other languages
You’ve decided where to go, booked the flight, found a hotel, decided what to do… and then you get to your destination. And, if you’re exploring outside the traditional western world, you probably won’t speak the local language – and the locals may or may not depending on how far outside the tourist traps you venture.
I’m not naturally gifted with languages, but have usually found that learning the basics; please, thank you, and ‘I’m from New Zealand’ usually softens the hardest heart and gets our conversation off to a friendly, if gesture-based start.
It’s not for everyone. There are many bloggers who are getting flack about sharing their love of travelling solo. It isn’t for everyone – but then neither are berets. It shouldn’t be a rite of passage shoved down the throats of unwilling accessories (see what I did there?), but simply another tool in the wanderlust arsenal – a travel challenge if you want to accept it.
I personally love it – from occasional day trips in the UK to traipsing over to New Zealand as my husband, unfortunately, couldn’t come. Anything that gives me an excuse to quench the wanderlust, and expand my horizons, and I’m in there like a shot.
What about you? This month the Travel Linkup theme is challenges;