“Do you always come down here with someone else?” I asked Lois last night at dinner.
“Oh, no. No need to wait that long,” she said. My sentiments exactly. If we wait for the ideal travel partner (or any travel partner, for that matter), we may never go. So when people say, “You’re doing all this alone?” I give a matter-of-face “Yes” with a look that says, “of course.” Because life’s too short to wait:)
And here’s another thing about traveling alone: you meet a whole bunch more people that way. Well, if you’re the type that strikes up conversations easily you sure do. The other day, while trading stories with someone about the best places we’ve been, a gentleman said this to me about Montana: I didn’t believe in God til I went out there. Only God could create something that beautiful. Now doesn’t that make you want to drive out there and see what he’s talking about? What’s stopping you?
Speaking of beautiful places, on Wednesday I drove what might be one of the most scenic roads in the country. I haven’t driven every road in the country, so I can’t say for sure. But the Blue Ridge Parkway ranks right up there with the drive through Glenwood Canyon on I-70 in Colorado. Yes, Italy holds a special place in my heart. But the US of A has some absolutely stunning countryside. Pictures won’t do it justice, but I’ll try.
Not to say I couldn’t have seen all this with a human travel companion. But why wait?