REPOSTED FROM CRT 2013
Time is a trip killer. Well okay, it didn't exactly kill the trip but it did kill any kind of good time we may have had. Not that the time element was the only issue. Life-sucking vampire bugs (aka mosquitoes) were also an issue, but time, that one sideswiped us. It started with our trip to drop off a great dog to his new home. While we wouldn't change any of that it did sort of have us primed for doing things quickly.
After dropping him off we set out to do a few things we had looked at doing on the East coast. One of which was seeing some friends. We decided to head for the furthest point on our trip and to do it “quickly”, thinking we could “get it out of the way” and then be more relaxed. Don’t mistake the “get it out of the way” for not wanting to do it. More like we wanted to do it but we didn't want to smell like we had been out in the boonies for years when we got there.
So we headed out at what is generally considered a normal traveling speed. However, when you have been cooped up in a car for more than 2 hours and the only beds you have been sleeping on are not yours, add in one or two nights on a not very inflated blow up bed and a pack of mosquitoes biting on you like they will take out all of their revenge for generations of squished ancestors on your blood supply, it starts getting to you.
It reminds me of a line in one of my favorite movies "Thunderheart" it talks about going on "Indian time" which it leads you to believe that basically we are all run by appointments and getting to places at a certain time, basically watching the clock. We did that to a certain extent while driving. We tried to make it to the destination as soon as we could, thinking that after wards we could "go on Indian time" and take it easy, go with the flow and just be. Unfortunately by the time we got to where that might be something we wanted to do the blood sucker bites had started to swell and the possibility of having to dip ourselves in DEET and sleep in a vat of citronella sounded like it might work, but not well enough.
So we realized, hey, we just aren't enjoying this. Not one iota. Even visiting friends and seeing a few new and awesome places were not enough to get us recharged and into a better mood. We dreaded the next time we climbed into the car and every time we did it just added to the misery. So we decided to pack that part of the trip in and reevaluate our next adventure, and with that we headed back to Phoenix.
Life is a learning experience and that is exactly what we wanted out of this. We aren't done yet, we've just shifted our learning experiences to a little closer to home base for now. We are also trying to decide exactly what constitutes an experience that we want. While we had a list of things we had thought about seeing they don’t seem as important to us at this point. Enjoying what we are doing, learning from it and moving on to the next thing are really what this is all about. So for now we are doing a little homework, having some out of character fun and relaxing into it all.