In just a few hours we are off on a bit of an adventure… well that’s if you call 11 weeks, ‘a bit’. You see, RJ and I have itchy feet. For two people who didn’t really start traveling until their early twenties – unless you count summers at the Jersey Shore or school holidays up at The Entrance as ‘traveling’ – we don’t tend to stay still very well.
It started almost as soon as we met. Three months in we booked around-the-world tickets – there were two weddings and a visa renewal to attend to after all. It without a doubt set the tone. There were various overseas jaunts to America-land [and perhaps another visa renewal via long weekend on a tropical island, ahem] for the first few years we were together and then – with little warning – we up and moved to NYC. From our base on 84th & 3rd we ventured west to ski and drink in bars with saddles as stools; south to lay on the beach, explore ruins and drink margarita’s on cliff-tops; and across an ocean to road-trip through miles of tapas, rally-car-esque deviations and pretzels with mustard. Before moving back to Sydney we tackled 1500 miles, with few worries and even less planning, down the West Coast of America-land.
Then last year I decided I wanted to go to Blog Her and we agreed that it had been ages since we had a proper beach holiday. Well, when you are starting on the West Coast of America-land and want to finish at a beach, it of course only makes sense to go around the world. And as NY to Asia is pretty far, you may as well stop over in Europe, right? So off we went to San Diego, DC, New York, Copenhagen, Oslo, Stockholm, London, Bangkok, and Koh Samui before returning home. I managed trip recap posts as far as DC… One day I’ll get around to the rest of it!
Anyway. This time the trip was driven by the IFBC Conference in Portland in the end of August and a wedding in Cabo at the end of October. One guess on how long it took for us to decided that we would not only attend both but that it was decidedly less expensive – or at least no more so – to simply stay in the general continental vicinity than it was to fly back and forth.
So off we go. Straight to Portland then across Montana and to Mount Rushmore. Taking a sharp right in South Dakoda we head down to Colorado. A sharp left in Denver will land us in Kansas City before tracking down some part of Route 66 and eventually ending up in Chicago. Two glorious weeks spent at the farm in NY possibly being put to work picking grapes – dependent on harvest and sugar conditions – but doing little else before we beeline it for Philly to see Ms G. Not being able to stay on one continent for too long we are off to Buenos Aires before Lima and Cusco to hike the Inca Trail. Back to good old NYC [note to self, buy dress for wedding on a beach when in NY, other note to self, you have to wear a bathing suit, stop eating ice cream] for a week, prior to ending with a lovely lazy celebration in Mexico for the nuptials of some friends. Phew.
There are some bits and pieces scheduled to keep you fed while we are gone [haha] including some delicious treats and a guest post or two. No doubt I’ll share some of our adventures along the way – definitely on Twitter and Instagram, most likely on Facebook and probably here as well.
If you have hot tips for any of the places we are heading please leave a note in the comments, we’d love to hear them!
But for now, off we go to start yet another adventure. Years ago a close friend called us gypsies. I can’t imagine why.