I am DYING to have an adventure and watching 36 episodes of House Hunters International every week is not helping matters. Two nights ago, I applied for an interior design job in London for sh*ts and giggles, but I would be happy to land anywhere across the pond. I’m sure they got my resume and thought I was confused, but NO, sirs and madams, I assure you I am quite clear about this. I want to sell all my worldly possessions, pack a few suitcases for the three of us and do something funky and exciting. I want to be able to hop on a train at a moment’s notice and be in any number of exotic destinations by sundown.
I feel so landlocked here in Texas. This is exacerbating the issue.
It takes a minimum of four hours to get out of the Lone Star State, and where does that four hours on the road get you? Oklahoma. Now, this is not an Okie-bashing post by any stretch, people. My parents both live in Tulsa and a couple of my favorite people hail from the state, so I don’t mean to disparage the good name of Oklahoma here. But I think we can all agree that exotic, it’s not. It wouldn’t be on anyone’s list of Dreamy Destinations.
If I want to see something cool stateside, my closest options by car are Big Bend National Park (7 hours’ travel time), Marfa (6.5 hours), and New Orleans (8 hours)–distances that require too much time in the car to make it worthwhile over a weekend. Out of those three options, Big Bend is the only place I’ve never been, so although I would love any excuse to visit the other two, they don’t seem as much in the “adventure” column as Big Bend would.
On the other hand, if we lived somewhere in Europe, we could explore a multitude of different cultures in a few hours. When I turned 30, I took a month’s leave from my job in New York and lived primarily in Paris, from which you can be in Amsterdam in three hours, Luxembourg in two, or London in two and a half. In the time it takes us to get from Austin to New Orleans, we could go from Paris to Edinburgh, Scotland. Now THAT is worth eight hours in transit!
Gawd, just typing this fills me with yearning and insane wanderlust.