To Taco or Blog?

It's that time of year again. I got a email from Squarespace saying that my website is set to renew in a couple of weeks unless I cancel it. So I sat back and asked myself this question, "Can you really not paint a burning house?" 

That's what I am asking myself here, too

I have updated this blog on an irregular basis for the last three years. Why should I stop after persevering with this sort of consistency which my readers demand? My readers - who have numbered from the multiple dozens to my mom. 

Texas has some nice skies

I really did think about writing one last blog and riding off into the sunset with the ten thousand other blogs that have dozens of readers. I could have taken that $103.92, bought two pitchers of beer and 25 tacos (I did the math) at Radio, and called it one good night.  

A classic Austin early summer day

But even though I haven't achieved my dream of traveling around the world, seeing new things, eating weird things, getting lost, walking a lot, and getting paid to write about all of it at my convenience, this blog has had its perks (that free case of beet juice). Besides that, I enjoy writing. It's like talking, but you can erase what you said and say it over again in a more clever way before anybody else actually sees it. I rewrote that last sentence three times. I mean thrice. No, three times was better.

Also, it's pretty cool when random people get in contact with me when they somehow come across this blog. Most recently Jenn from JenReviews.com who contacted me just a week ago over our mutual love for homemade windscreens. Ah, windscreens.

Plus, I have a lot of things going for me right now at the happy age of 30. I am engaged to a beautiful woman whom I love. I have a fun job that sometimes pays me to go camping. I am a professional photographer having sold $5.86 worth of photo downloads on my Shutterstock profile. I am planning a short 300-ish mile bicycle tour through the Texas hill country this spring. So there might be some fun things to write about. 

So in summary: No, you still can't paint a burning house, and I intend to prove that over the next year on a consistently irregular basis.

Also, you can taco and blog. In moderation of course. 

Leaving on a Jet Plane

All my bags are packed; I'm ready to go. Standing here outside your door; hate to wake you up to say goodbye.... Ok I'll stop, but if you want more - click here.  

On top of Max Patch in North Carolina

On top of Max Patch in North Carolina

So 23 hours until I am on a plane headed out of the country. I've done everything I can do. No more preparing. Time to enjoy the day in the good ol' USA while I can. I'm going to be gone for many months, and I am going to miss it. I'm going to miss a lot. The food, the fireworks, the language, the general efficiency of being able to get shit done, but most of all the people - specifically people I know and love, but all the people too. I will miss it all.

But I am very excited to enter a world that I really know nothing about. No matter how much research you do, you really don't know much until you are there. There are so many things that I don't know that I don't know! There will be so many things to see and touch and taste and smell and hear. I think that covers all the senses. I have no idea what adventures I will get into, what people I will meet, or if I will like any of this. That is what is so excited. 

Pretty sure this was an illegally run shop out of an abandoned storage building somewhere in Tennesse or Virginia. It was awesome.

Pretty sure this was an illegally run shop out of an abandoned storage building somewhere in Tennesse or Virginia. It was awesome.

I'm excited to write about all these places and take as many pictures as possible. I want to give a you an idea of what these places are like. I want to understand the landscape, the architecture, the people, the food, the society. I know I won't really understand it in the short time that I will be at these places, but I want to do my best. 

Of course I am nervous as well. But as I have said before, doing anything worthwhile is a little scary. You can't let that stop you or you will never do anything worthwhile. I think that hiking the Appalachian Trail really helped me prepare for this journey. It's definitely a different kind of adventure, but lessons can still be applied. We faced adversity, we struggled, we had to deal with people, we didn't always know where we would be sleeping, we walked. I'm sure all of these things will come into play again. I'm more prepared and more confident this time around. 

If you are reading this, I hope that you keep in touch. You can always email me. Go to the homepage of this site and sign up for the email list to get updates. Send me your address, and I'll send you a postcard! Guaranteed! 

I'll talk to you from the other side of the world. Cheers. 

Grayson Highlands - Virginia

Grayson Highlands - Virginia