We have a saying in my family: Fun, Travel, and Adventure! Which actually means something quite different, having to do with a crude description of a biological act and a branch of the US military. Don’t ask me how this came about. It just did. In the ensuing 30+ years, FTA came to mean something a bit closer to definition rather than the euphemism. And that goes even further back–to my dad and family vacations when he would suddenly veer off our programmed path and we’d end up in some very odd (and occasionally quite unsavory) places. My mother didn’t have a deviation bone in her body, She was a Cancer. As far as she was concerned, you plotted a trip from point A to point B and you followed the directions religiously. My dad? Yeah…not so much. It led to some lively trips when I was growing up.
After Lawyer Guy and I got married, and FTA meant Army, travel was always an adventure. Once Only came along, it got even more interesting and little side trips the norm. Even though I was the navigator, there were times when getting lost seemed like just the right thing to do and we sure came across some fascinated sights when it happened. And yes, today’s little message from the Universe reminded me of all that.
Silver, do you know what’s a 1,000,000 times better than getting to the top the mountain?
Getting there, after having been lost.
Let’s get lost, Silver!
The nice thing about getting lost? You don’t even have to leave home to do it, if you have a good book at hand. When’s the last time you got lost?