I love to travel. I love the feeling of a plane taking off, the endless miles in front of me when I slide behind the wheel, and the one time I've been on a train, I thought it was the coolest thing in the world. I felt like Hermione on the train to Hogwarts. (Which, I did have a wand on the train, so I guess there's that.)
If you've read my blog long enough, you know that I seem to be going out of town basically once every two weeks or so. It's not quite that much, but it is more than your average 21 year old that's still in college. However, when I decided not to go back to Edinburgh this summer, I had to at least keep traveling whilst in the states.
I just get so antsy whenever I stay home for too long. If I have too many days where I wake up, go to work, go home, sleep, and do it all over again, I'll start to go stir crazy. I want to see as many places as I can before I die, and even though that'll hopefully be many decades from now, I see no point in waiting when now is a perfectly good time to do so.
However, that also means that many other things get put on the back burner sometimes, such as this blog. I love it dearly and I love the people I meet through it and I would never give it up, but sometimes I just let it go for a week or so while I'm out going and doing what I want to do.
Not only that, but this time I was in North Carolina. And do you know what's in North Carolina?
A BEFORE I DIE WALL.
It's in Asheville. And though I was almost two hours away from Asheville, Drew and I loaded up in my car and drove to the city late one night so that I could sign it and cross it off my bucket list.
I cannot tell you how overly excited I was to FINALLY get to sign one. That's one less thing on my bucket list to take care of, and one more place that I can pin on the US/World map I hope to buy one day. ;)