I have a few drafts of travel adventures when I was young but work has gotten crazy busy. I may post them in future or scrap them all together. Even if I’m not writing, I have been thinking that the enjoyment I’ve had in travelling outweighs the few problems and snags that have occurred.
I am excited now about my upcoming work trip. I’m in single digits countdown and while it would be unrealistic to think I won’t have a few short moments of sudden panic, I am genuinely excited.
I contacted a geocacher in the area and have made plans one evening after training to pick up some easier caches. No bushwhacking, tree climbing or playing tunnel rat (like I’d ever go into a tunnel anyway!). Just some simple skirts and I’ve solved a few puzzles to sign as well.
Then today scrolling through IG, I realized an art friend lives in the area. She’s always hiking and posting photos so it should have clicked sooner. I messaged her and yep, her AND another art friend lives there. I’ve known them through social media for years so we’re planning on meeting another evening.
I’m kind of bummed I’m going to have to spend the day doing work stuff before I can hang out with friends.