Alaska felt too comfortable. So much so we fell right into old habits of shredding a bathroom and slowly reviving it while partly neglecting the niftiness of being in freakin’ Alaska again. Indeed, we fit in some truly fantastic experiences but, as I watch Anchorage and the mountains and the mud flats, all blanketed under a fresh layer of white, quickly slide out of view in the airplane window, I am struck with a regret that we didn’t go adventure every moment of every day.
Given enough time, patterns will form no matter the activity. Probably if we had adventured every day we, and our hosts, would have regretted shredding the bathroom and not ever finishing it.
When we first departed Michigan, I recall a sensation of concern mixed with shock mixed with disbelief. Now well over a month “on the road” and it’s all subsided into a pleasant but unexpected and nearly unsettling comfort. We are at last going places we’ve never been (Hawai’i), but to be greeted and housed by people whom we know and to perform tasks with which we are all too familiar: another bathroom remodel. I fear the only difference will be in the scenery and the layers of clothing required.
Call this my commitment to busting out of our comfort zone. Perhaps we shall learn to surf.
Now, as we venture forth, I shall like to ask a habit-creating question of our small band of readers: what activity or pose or object is worthy of a photo in every country? Would you like to see the beds? The doors? Every outrageous meal? Every bizarre mode of transportation? Perhaps a hug from a local? It would be ideal to have the photo mandate require us to stretch our comfort levels; in my quest to master the handstand, should I force myself to snapshot it in every country?
In essence, what image says the most about a country? Or about us?