Those who know me are probably aware I can be a little bit impulsive at times. When I come up with an idea, I want to execute it immediately or – at least – take the first steps. If I don’t, I get a little… well, let’s say unpleasant. I’ve always thought it was just me being extremely impatient, but I’ve got a feeling I enjoy tricking myself into confronting certain situations and experiences I find rather scary. When acting on impulse, you kind of have to.
Last week, when cycling home from work, I realised it was only a couple of weeks before I’d be enjoying my pre-Christmas week off. At the time I handed in my days off, I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to go somewhere or just have quiet week at home. Riding home through the city, I was suddenly hit by the all too familiar longing to venture off to an unknown place and discover that which the Universe would throw at me. As my first experience with winter camping in the Netherlands wasn’t a great succes, I’d recently researched some places I could go to in winter.
…I was suddenly hit by the all too familiar longing to venture off to an unknown place and discover that which the Universe would throw at me.
The next morning, I commenced my slightly erratic search for cheap flights to this list of possible winter destinations. I found one straight away though I felt I had to think about it, at least for a little while. An hour later, when I arrived at work, I decided to go for it. When I tried purchasing the ticket, I realised I forgot my paying device at home… I had to wait after all. Anxious and excited, I booked a flight as soon as I got home. Unsure what the weather will be like (it could be raining for a week), no idea what I’m going to do yet or what to expect, I’ll be flying to the Canary Islands in two weeks.
So. Time to dust of the gear, as well as my Spanish, and do a little bit of research on these islands. Pretty sure it’ll be just what I need, and if not, there is no turning back now 😉