Good afternoon from a Sedona coffee shop. I’m on a little adventure by myself. A day trip to the gorgeous red rocks and mountains.
I have a skinny latte from Canyon Breeze cafe, Shania Twain is playing through the speakers (“that don’t impress me much.” Preach, girl!), and floor-to-ceiling windows display the beautiful views. Everything I need for a little blog inspiration, right?
Today’s day trip wasn’t supposed to be by myself. I invited plenty of friends. Twelve, to be exact. Some were just too busy, some agreed but then backed out last minute. And by last night not a single person was able to come down for the day. Doesn’t mean I can’t keep my plans though. I’m riding solo. I can drive as slow as I want (“Sorry I’m not sorry that I like to drive the speed limit” to the 27 cars that passed me on the way down), listen to my country jams, and take as many pictures of the mountains as I want (yes, I’m aware that they all eventually start to look the exact same.)
You know how when you go on vacation, at some point, no matter how great the vacation is, you are just ready to go home? Yeah that’s how I feel now about Flagstaff. I’ve been here long enough, it’s lost its glamour.
Thanks to Pinterest I’ve developed extreme wanderlust.
The term originates from German. “Wandern” meaning “to hike.” “Lust” meaning “to desire.”
So here’s the deal. I feel like I chose the right college for me, I don’t regret my decision. But I think I get bored with places easily. The snowstorms and cold weather make it hard to be outside, and you know I am not a homebody. Staying home and watching tv only sounds appealing once in a blue moon. I want to hike, see new places, take pictures, make memories, go on adventures, swim in a creek, climb a mountain. You know? THERE IS SO MUCH TO SEE.
When I graduate, I will be 22 and starting my grown-up life. I’ll need a job, a place to live, bills, responsibilities and that leaves very little time, money and opportunity to travel and explore. I have the rest of my life to worry about savings accounts and budgets and schedules. I don’t want to “settle down” and work the rest of my life without having some awesome experiences to look back on.
Today’s mini roadtrip, my solo adventure, proved that I am perfectly capable of being on my own. Driving, eating in restaurants, walking around town, and taking pictures. Some people are perfectly content spending a sunny day in their apartment with their laptop and their cell phone. And to them I just want to say: if you go somewhere without cell service you might find that life is a little more beautiful outside of that digital screen. I had a hard time finding a friend to join me for Sedona Sunday, and granted my circle of friends is a lot smaller than some people but I just think it’s sad to miss out on experiencing such a peaceful setting. A weekend spent locked inside with a phone and computer? The appeal is lost on me.
So I’ll just sit here for a while, sipping on my African Nectar Tea from Pink Java Cafe and pinterest-plan my dream roadtrip.