Hey audience! Glad to see you've dwindled down to nothing
after our brief stint of Facebook popularity! I know I promised that when we
next met I would entertain you with more from our recent trip to Hilton Head,
but my dear friend Matt has inspired me to write about something which is also
dear to my heart, the impromptu vacation.
Matt did a great job covering what it is that makes pointing
at a map and saying "Fuck it, let's go" such a memorable way to
vacation and I just wanted to touch on a few of the memories I have with such
trips.
Before I grew old, these kinds of trips were a lot easier.
There were no full time jobs, the idea of marriage was about as non-existent as
the idea of even talking to girls, and no one would even think about having
kids for years to come. At the time, my best random travel experiences were
with my good friends Jason and Justin. Like Matt, we too took a random trip to Toronto. I want to save
that for a later entry, though, as I have since been back and have much more to
say about the most wonderful city in North America.
Instead, I'd like to touch on a random day trip we made to
Northern Michigan, specifically Traverse
City and the Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes. I don't really
remember what the exact circumstances were behind the trip. Probably, we all
had a day to kill an spent some time staring at a map and figuring out what we
could possibly get up to in a day. As I mentioned earlier, my family had spent
almost all of our summers in this area and no trip was complete without spending
a day at Sleeping Bear. We loved the exhausting work which climbing the dunes
entailed which would all culminate with a race back down.
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| This picture is actually from a later trip but I don't care because it's beautiful. |
