Sunday, June 22, 2014

Pre-Adventure Butterflies

My fast-approaching trip is a far, far cry from the road trip I had originally planned.
Basically the only two similarities are Oakland and Portland, and who I am staying with in each place.
I'm no longer driving.
I'm not going with anyone.
I'm not staying for two and three days in each place.

I'll be in Oakland/Berkeley/San Francisco for a week, and Portland for slightly less than a week (pesky train ride takes a full day, darn [just kidding, I really love trains.])

What hasn't changed about my plan (at least since late-April, early-May) is the individual aspect.

Allow me to explain.

Whenever I go on trips with my parents (bless their souls for paying) I do whatever they  want. I sit around and read. I participate in board games. I drive and drive and drive and eat and sit and drive and sit some more.
I essentially provide them with my utterly enthralling presence.

But this trip, this trip is mine. I planned it, I have prepared to do what I want to do. Spend time how I want to spend time (at least in Oakland, where I was/am prepared to do everything, alone) taking a lot of photographs, eating food, looking at public art, reading outdoors, exploring abandoned buildings (Treasure Island, anyone?), playing in parks and just enjoying life in a city other than Phoenix.

I'm hoping to spend some time with Marcos, my friend (who I'm staying with), but if that doesn't work out (his car is in the shop and he recently shattered his wrist), cést la vie. L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N. And I'll be fine by myself.

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