Sunday, September 11, 2011

Goddamn it felt good to throw that pack onto my back this morning. It's funny, until about a year ago my 'travelling' had pretty much been limited to yearly trip to New York City, and a couple other american treks. No actual backpacking. But now, I feel so normal with that bag on my back, being somewhere unknown to me and being able to decide 'where to go next?'

This little trip will be a tease in some ways, because it will be so short. And it doesn't feel like really travelling to me- at least not yet- because i'm not crossing any borders and don't need my passport.

But this is the travelling i've been dying to do. Me, my pack, and my thumbs. Fuck yes. The fact that a cute boy is teaching me how to travel this way makes it even better.

1 comment:

  1. There are few things more enjoyable than having a pack on your back with an open stretch of road calling out to you.

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