The Everywhereist

On the drive to Bushman’s Kloof from Cape Town, our bus overheated.

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From our eventful and nail-biting last road trip, in Ireland.

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Rand and I are currently in Boston; in a few days, we’ll be driving up to New Hampshire for a conference; a few of his colleagues will be making journey with us.

That’s right: we’re going on a road trip. WITH PEOPLE WE LIKE AND CONSIDER FRIENDS.

Oh, dear.

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It is midnight right now on the east coast, and I am way too excited to even think about sleeping. And while there are plenty of other posts which I should, chronologically at least, get to first, I have to tell you about this evening. Because tonight, I did something that I had never done before.

Tonight, I drove in Manhattan.

Driving in the largest city in North America has never been on any of my to-do lists. Like using exact change or playing the piano, it is a skill I admire in others, but one that I have never endeavored to cultivate in myself (Note to my mom: sorry about all those piano lessons you had to pay for when I was in the fourth grade. My heart was never in it. Now you know).

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I’m convinced that the best thing about traveling anywhere are those one-of-a-kind unexpected experiences no one else has. Seeing the Hoover Dam is amazing, but seeing a cloud shaped exactly like Yoda just outside of the Hoover Dam is even better (more on that later). Getting there, it seems, really is half the crazy. (more…)