Road trip day 8 : the final night!
I’ve been getting a lot of messages from people asking if I get scared backpacking alone. YES! I get scared all the time. But you know what? I realized I have a pretty freaking great track record of surviving everything that’s scared me so far.
I’ve felt a lot of fear in my life. These past couple of years have shown me more fear than I knew possible. And that’s totally fine. Bring it on! There’s nothing wrong with being scared. I figure that just means you’re bumping up against one of your old limits. See it, acknowledge it, then kick it to the curb!
So yes, sometimes it’s scary. But then you survive, pat yourself on the back, jump in a lake so cold you scream, and you find the next challenge. 🤟🏼
You are a match for your mountains ⛰
Fresh off a trip to Whistler, I found myself in Washington with @christinagalbato 💛 This was never a state I really wanted to visit, at least until this year. In fact, traveling in the US was something I always disregarded because... well I’m from here. I’ve spent the last two years exploring other countries, distancing myself from the familiar. Turns out sometimes the familiar can be just as foreign as traveling half way across the world. Not foreign by a means of language or culture but by discovering more about yourself than you ever knew before. I’ve found such a settling feeling- its like every trip out here I shift just a little bit more, a little closer towards who I’m meant to be.
"For S/S 19, the message couldn't have been clearer: Get yourself a pair of #Teva sandals."⠀
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...i’m so small in this 🌍 , yet all my issues, events, accomplishments always feel so big... don’t you agree?
i love this old proverb that says -
be humble; you are made of dust.
be noble; you are made of stars.
...we are not just “we”. we are not just born. we don’t just die. we are made up of everything around us; our parents, our ancestors, the clouds, the sea, the grass... maybe we are tiny in this huge universe but we are also made up of this huge universe. all these multi dimensions. everyday we are breathing the universe in. the universe is inside us and maybe that’s why sometimes we can feel larger than life. ✨| #thursdaythoughts
The wind murmurs, ‘where have you been?’ And I cannot help but say ‘away, looking for you.’ 🏔
The idea of home is a funny thing. We have this place in the world we’re raised- we know it like the backs of our hands. You can drive the streets with your eyes closed because you know your way around all too well, you know the best spot in town for sunset, you grew up and went through your first heartbreak here, and it’s where you can walk the grocery aisles without even thinking ‘where’s this’ and ‘where’s that’. Eventually though, we try to leave home in search of this grand adventure. Everyone’s journey is different but for me it started when I left Maine to head to college in Boston. But I, like so many others, inevitably ended up missing home. So while some don’t return home, I did. And after I finished college I ended up moving back to the very same city I was raised in. And I’ve been based there ever since. No matter the journey you’re on home will always be one thing: familiar.
Now, imagine finding a place where this familiarity hits you in the face like a sack of bricks and you’re actually hundreds or maybe thousands of miles from ‘home’ but can’t help but feel that you’re... home. This undeniable feeling hit me back in June when I first visited Whistler so this second trip had a lot to live up to. I have to say, I was nervous. Would it give me the same feels it did the first go around? Would I still find the people to be some of the kindest I’ve ever encountered while traveling? So many questions I wanted answered. And as I started to make my way down the 99 from Van to Whistler, as soon as I got into the foothills of the mountains, I knew. Those feels came rushing back. I knew I was right, that this place would be more for me than just another place I revisit through photos. As the days progressed, I found myself feeling more and more at home. Even though I was thousands of miles away from Maine. Home, it’s a funny thing.
🇬🇧 Road closed. Long story.
When a road is closed it rarely means it’s impassable. Like in life, you can respect accepted boundaries or you can judge for yourself. .
After being refused antibiotics for an infection despite having a French doctor’s prescription, I was already angry. Angry with the world and all those rules people follow without wondering if they make sense. Carrying my panniers and my bike over that muddy landslide made me feel better. If that’s what I want and can do, why shouldn’t I?
Meanwhile, Adam didn’t want to unload his bike and get muddy. He chose to take the 4km detour. For the first time in a long time we made decisions on our own without compromise. It felt both strange and refreshing at once. The conversation that followed was very interesting. We often wonder how to follow our own way in life without being overly influenced by others.This was a good metaphor for it. There are different approaches to choose your path, the hardest is just finding the right direction.
🇫🇷 Route barrée. Longue histoire.
Quand une route est barrée, cela veut rarement dire qu’elle est infranchissable. C'est comme dans la vie, on peut respecter les limites que d’autres nous imposent ou juger par soi-même.
Après m’être vue refusée des antibiotiques pour une infection malgré mon ordonnance française, j’étais déjà énervée. Énervée avec le monde et les gens qui respectent les règles sans se demander si elles ont du sens. Porter mes sacoches et mon vélos pour traverser le glissement de terrain boueux m’a permis de me sentir mieux. Si c’est ce que je veux et peux faire, pourquoi renoncer ?
Pendant ce temps là, Adam ne voulait ni décharger ni se salir et il avait choisi de prendre le détour de 4km. C’était la première fois depuis longtemps qu’on prenait chacun notre propre décision sans arriver à un compromis. Ça faisait bizarre et c’était bien à la fois. La conversation qui s’ensuivit fut passionnante. On se demande souvent comment suivre notre voie sans se laisser influencer par la société et cet épisode en était une bonne métaphore. Il y a différente façon de choisir son chemin, le plus dur restant de prendre la bonne direction. #strapintofreedom
Summer is almost over here in Switzerland. It was a great summer for sure! I was wearing my @teva sandals most of the time and will continue so! Because there is always summer somewhere in this world 😉. Good news! I can give you a discount code for 20% off of anything you order on www.doraludwigdora.ch („KITKATTEVA“). Not only on teva shoes. Check them out and see what else they have to offer! Valid until 30.9.18. @doraludwigdora #ad#teva (wearing here the W‘s Midform Universal Glow)
No mattter how long I go on vacation I only pack one carry on! I never check a bag, this forces me to pack light and smart. And the smartest thing to pack are my tevas. Lol I can go from drinks with the fam to hiking in no time. #strapintofreedom
i have been thinking about manifesting anything you want lately... could it actually be possible that you can receive what you manifest by simply being clear with what you want, asking the universe for things to happen, trusting, + then receiving? in 2014 at the age of 20 i wrote a travel bucket list. amongst the things i have now crossed off were 21: visit a black sand beach + 22: walk across the london bridge. a few weeks ago, i visited this beach. and on friday i journey to london. both my hawaii + london trips were not necessarily my idea + were not planned ahead. but still happened back to back 💫 #strapintofreedom
After spending 4 years in Steamboat -1 month after my 21st birthday i decided to pick up all of my shit again and leave steamboat springs. - I'm ecstatic to still call this beautiful place "home". It's been 6 years now living in Tahoe. 10 years later after High School - I would have never guessed living this beautiful lifestyle! - 🍻 cheers - to many more decades of traveling and living in beautiful places !!
Anthony Bourdain did a special at this restaurant in Vietnam - they bake rice in clay pots and than smash them open throw them across the entire restaurant and serve them right to your table. Rip AB #themanthemyththelegend