I’m allowed to dream, can’t I? I’m looking at my life and realizing that years are passing quickly. Before long I’ll be retired and traveling. But for the here and now, I’m dreaming. Dreaming of things that I might see, challenges that I choose to face.
My new idea which I’ve been toying with is traveling to Australia and spending a month there. I want to rent a car and drive from Sydney to Perth. Is this dream too overwhelming? Too big? Too challenging to do on my own?
Spend a week in Sydney. A few days in Melbourne and Adelaide each, then on to Perth. I’ve heard stories about travelers getting lost or stranded in the outback. I’m doing my homework before hand. The most difficult part is a 12 hour stretch on the Eyre Highway from the last bit of civilization from Denial Bay to Norseman – the next major city. Along the way there are roadhouses, but they are few and far between. I’d have to keep an eye on my gas, water, and food.
Is this too far fetched? Am I merely a dreamer? If you had told me 10 years ago that I would spend 3 months in Europe and enjoy it, I would have said you’re crazy.
Then again, maybe I should consider an easier trip to get my feet wet. How about the Loneliest Highway in America? This i where there are 3 hours between gas pumps and civlization. Just enough time to get lost and find yourself.