For me, I have never taken a risk like this and just taken off on a journey. I have always admired those that have been able to take those risks that allow them to truly become themselves and live their life. There will always be good times and bad, and lessons to be learned and hopefully by going (somewhat) back to the beginning I think it can only help me move forward.
So, now for the straight forward good stuff and the plan from which we may deviate depending on how we feel or what changes as we go. Essentially our plan is to take off this week from the fabulous metropolis of Knightdale, North Carolina and travel up to my hometown of Montpelier, Vermont. Along the way I am hoping to stop in Nyack, New York where my mom grew up and where my brother and I spent time as kids during school breaks and some holidays, and Westchester County (Tarrytown and Pleasantville) New York across from the Tappan Zee Bridge where I went to college and lived for 4 years.
I can't wait to finally get to show Marty all of the great things about Vermont like the Ben & Jerry's factory, Cold Hollow Cider Mill (best cider donuts on the planet are made here) and some other quaint places. (Vermont is nothing but quaint and very New England).
After a visit in Montpelier, the plan is to travel north to Montreal, over to Toronto, camp at Niagara Falls and then make our way south to Pulaski, Tennessee to see Marty's dad and family.
Along the way we hope to post pictures and videos of our journey to stay in touch with friends and family and share the experience with everyone. Oh! And the best part is our dogs Rubie and Sweetie will be traveling with us! I am so excited that they will both become international travelers.
I will close with my favorite poem that I think sums up how we both see the journey ahead.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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