Well, it’s May 7, and unless the landscape is interchangeable with that of the good ol’ United States, I haven’t quite left for the Iberian peninsula just yet. Without belaboring the point, a crafty financial fraudster wormed his or her way directly into my Granny Smith of a travel nest egg, quite literally eating up everything I had saved in a way that other nightcrawler spendthrifts could only dream of. Admittedly, I’m taking the metaphor a little far — you no doubt get the point.
So, What’s a Fellow with a Full Backpack and a Plane Ticket to Do?
Obviously, heading out of the country without even a tuppence with which to buy a bocadillo or two wasn’t really my best option. Cancelling the plane ticket and pledging that I would be on the road before I knew it, I next had to deal with some expenses I could only put off so long as I was spending my days hoofing across open terrain, most notably those for my car repairs. In a series of unfortunate events that would make fine entries in Lemony Snicket’s latest work, I let myself get to a point where I thought I didn’t care anymore.
After spending a week explaining to friends, family, and supporters just why I was postponing my trip — and, I should mention, making far too good a friend out of a bottle of scotch — I woke up feeling more invigorated than I had ever been when the trip looked to be full steam ahead, all systems go, and other idioms that fit this situation.
Seeing the Good in the Bad
Sometimes, you need to be knocked squarely on your ass. Yeah, it hurts, and yeah, you might bruise your tailbone, but the salient point is this: whether you get back up or not, it says a lot about whether you were ever on the right trail to begin with. I’m going to get all of the money for my trip back — in fact, that’s already started happening — but it’s sort of beside the point, isn’t it? I want to take this adventure to Spain, to Japan, to wherever it leads me now more than ever. It’s not like there’s going to be a bigger barrier in my way than a cutpurse or two reaching into my coffers, now is it?
Needless to say, I wish this situation wouldn’t have happened, but there is real opportunity here. I’ve been able to forge better friendships with people I thought I was saying goodbye to, and I’ve really been able to put a lot more thought into the logistics of the trip. With a few added expenses, the adventure has undoubtedly been delayed for a few months, but with the extra time to build a stronger foundation for this crazy Words from the Road project, it’s really hard for me to say it’s all been bad.
Thanks, as always for the support of my readers, friends, and family. Between now and whenever I get on the plane, I’m going to start featuring some local hikes in state and national parks. Stay tuned.