The human

I set out having a good idea of what I want to do but nothing was set in stone; I had no itinerary, no reservations, no idea of what might happen The nervousness about unknown plans is what I think is great in life, one cannot simply live knowing exactly what will happen every day of their life During the journey I always seemed to figure it out along the way Whether it was talking to park rangers about where to set up camp or simply driving around to find it out along the way things always seemed to work out in the end with time to spare Honestly some of the worst experiences I had on my trip were with other people; huge campers with generators made me want to move to a different campsite. However much I despise humans, I did miss enjoying all these experiences without someone to share it with, whether that be close friends, family, or a significant other, life is meant to be shared My suggestion to those wanting to do something similar I say don’t sweat it; everything falls into place. Some part of me knows that living like this isn’t so bad even though I am a person of routine and order. Our whole lives are routine and order and it’s almost depressing; this trip made me realize that there is so much to see out there and you need to experience it for yourself. There was no sense of supernatural power, no epiphany’s that one always thinks will happen on such adventure; there was just the thrill of adventure, adrenaline of the unknown, serenity of not dealing with day-to-day life, and the bliss of unattachment This is but the first trip of many that I want to do, and I can’t wait to see what else the world has to offer for me to see!