Cross-country road trip!
I’ve always thought I was a fairly fearless individual, and in the little things, I am: spiders and mice elicit nary a gasp from me, the dark is a welcome friend, and I’ve even conquered my Southern California reservations about driving in the rain.
But in the big things, I am petrified. As I get older, I see just how many things I live my life avoiding: trying new kinds of food, relationships and commitments, doing things I’ve never done before, looking foolish in front of others, letting people in (what if I get hurt?)... It sucks, because living fearfully is the opposite of living freely. So I have decided. I am doing something daring.
My sister and I are taking a week-long road trip accross the United States.
With three-year-old twins in the car.
Destination: Washington, D.C., where I will live for a month.
(Yay for jobs in education and summer vacations for adults!)
That’s a lot of chances to take all at once, and yes, there is trepidation. But I really believe I can do it! I’ve already started planning, and it looks like the driving alone will take six days. We’ll start here in San Diego and stop in San Antonio, Houston, New Orleans, Pensacola, Nashville, and DC. The return route has yet to take shape, but I think we’ll go a different way, maybe through the more northern states.
I am ecstatic. This goal is becoming a reality.