Monday, May 13, 2024

Welcome aboard

Being a travel writer has always seemed like a fun idea to me but a realistic way of earning a living? Unlikely. So now, throwing caution to the wind, I’m embarking on travel writing for me, for fun, for adventure, and a little bit for you, the reader. Maybe this will go nowhere other than the Void, but then we’ll call it a “writing exercise” and the words won’t be wasted. 

My first experience travel writing was at 15 when I completed a “Special Project” course in high school on our road trip to California. My best friend and I even videotaped some of it and subjected our poor teacher to wobbly zoom-ins and nauseating action shots. Thank goodness that was before the era of selfies or who knows how much worse it would have been! But I wrote - a lot - for that trip and I enjoyed it. We were intentional about knowing what we were seeing and capturing the importance of it so we could show what we learned. I’m not sure it translated into anything interesting, but I still consider it one of the foundational things that I did that contributed to me becoming who I am today.

And now on to the matter at hand. I’ve always wanted to do a cross-Canada road trip but balked at the return trip. And one-way car rentals ding you astronomically. After spending over a year in small-town Newfoundland I decided to make it my permanent home and now I have the pleasure of jamming my car full of every last bit of my possessions left after The Purge, and heading out onto the open road to lose myself or find myself - we’ll see which. 

Stay tuned…  



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