I came up with the revelation at the least convenient time. A time where I try to rid my mind of chaos, stress and ideas. But I have been stressed in the best way. A way that says LIVE! And not just for yourself. Stop being so comfortable and freakin' take advantage of your flight benefits. Traveling for me is hardly ever for vacation but to learn and grow and understand and I strive for more intention in my trips abroad but have slacked on making the effort mostly because of the false belief that I dont have the right talents - but I do. I am a 29 year old single, independent, free spirited girl and man I have time and energy and I can play with kids. I need to play with kids. So I am hoping in Novemeber or December to go to Africa for a month and volunteer at an orphanage. Just the idea of an adventure tentatively planned, calms me.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
I kiiinda want to get a gun...
And here is why.
I have always been somewhat indifferent on the subject - if I had a husband and he did or did not want a gun in the house I would support either decision. I have lived alone a couple times and felt mostly helpless if somewhere were to confront me face to face. When I lived at my parent's old house I had a baseball bat and a taser that rarely worked.
Now, I live by myself again and although I do not feel unsafe, I recently had an experience that made me consider the idea of owning a gun.
My friend April and I were camping up near Buena Vista to visit our friend Jenny. We were driving down Cottonwood pass looking for the perfect place to set up camp when we came across this serene looking lake. There wasn't much room to camp around the lake and there wasn't anyone else camping, so yeah it probably wasn't a camping area, but it was BEAUTIFUL and there were no "NO camping" signs. So we found a spot and set up and then decided to go to the hot springs about 5 miles down the road. We relaxed there for most of the day - we wanted to hike of course, but the rain had been teasing us all afternoon. We had some weird and interesting conversations with the people at the hot springs. I am trying to relax (with my eyes closed) and this guys like - "hey! what's your name? where are you from? what do you do?
seriously?!
We met up with Jenny for dinner around 6:30. We of course had a lot to catch up - talking about girl stuff and life - 10pm snuck up on us fast. As april and I made our journey back to our tent, I started thinking about every scary movie I have ever seen - there was no moon. Dirt road. What if we saw a girl in white just standing on the side of the road!? or what if we saw a man standing in the middle. I kept checking the back seat. Ha. As we pulled into the lake i kept my eye out for any other cars. There was nothing. It was silent and dark. We grabbed everything we needed from the car - we were being a little loud and giggly. We finally zipped everything up and settle down. Listening to the ripples of water from the lake that was literally one foot away from our tent. Then we heard it - the sound of someone (or something) forcefully throwing a good size rock into the lake - right next to us. RIGHT NEXT TO US! April and I look at each other - "what the fuck was that?" I whisper. "I don't know" - we were both scared. This isn't a sound an animal could make. We didn't know if we should be quiet or loud. Run to the car or don't move. We didn't move. A couple minutes went by and then...it happened again! SHIT. We have to get out of this tent. Whatever it is, we are not protecting ourselves by staying in the tent. We didn't hear any laughing or other sounds which made us think it was just one creepy person. Messing with us. I slowly unzipped the tent, but it was impossible to do it quietly. I gave April my metal water bottle to use as a weapon. Ha. Key in hand I put my flip flops on the ground, looked around and walked fast straight to the car. April was right behind me - we got in and drove away fast. What the heck!? I felt a feeling of relief - just knowing my car started and we got out of there. We went to Jenny's and slept on her couch.
The next morning we went to get our stuff - everything was still there. We looked around for anyone who looked suspicious - there were now a few people fishing. As we drove out - we saw this guy in coat (not fishing) just walking - we drove slow and looked over at him - it was the creepy guy from the hot springs.
I dont know if it was him the night before. I dont know if it was even a person. All I know is that if someone tried to hurt us it would not matter how loud we screamed. We would not be able to call anyone. The only thing that we could defend ourselves with would be a gun. Right? I don't know man.
I have always been somewhat indifferent on the subject - if I had a husband and he did or did not want a gun in the house I would support either decision. I have lived alone a couple times and felt mostly helpless if somewhere were to confront me face to face. When I lived at my parent's old house I had a baseball bat and a taser that rarely worked.
Now, I live by myself again and although I do not feel unsafe, I recently had an experience that made me consider the idea of owning a gun.
My friend April and I were camping up near Buena Vista to visit our friend Jenny. We were driving down Cottonwood pass looking for the perfect place to set up camp when we came across this serene looking lake. There wasn't much room to camp around the lake and there wasn't anyone else camping, so yeah it probably wasn't a camping area, but it was BEAUTIFUL and there were no "NO camping" signs. So we found a spot and set up and then decided to go to the hot springs about 5 miles down the road. We relaxed there for most of the day - we wanted to hike of course, but the rain had been teasing us all afternoon. We had some weird and interesting conversations with the people at the hot springs. I am trying to relax (with my eyes closed) and this guys like - "hey! what's your name? where are you from? what do you do?
seriously?!
We met up with Jenny for dinner around 6:30. We of course had a lot to catch up - talking about girl stuff and life - 10pm snuck up on us fast. As april and I made our journey back to our tent, I started thinking about every scary movie I have ever seen - there was no moon. Dirt road. What if we saw a girl in white just standing on the side of the road!? or what if we saw a man standing in the middle. I kept checking the back seat. Ha. As we pulled into the lake i kept my eye out for any other cars. There was nothing. It was silent and dark. We grabbed everything we needed from the car - we were being a little loud and giggly. We finally zipped everything up and settle down. Listening to the ripples of water from the lake that was literally one foot away from our tent. Then we heard it - the sound of someone (or something) forcefully throwing a good size rock into the lake - right next to us. RIGHT NEXT TO US! April and I look at each other - "what the fuck was that?" I whisper. "I don't know" - we were both scared. This isn't a sound an animal could make. We didn't know if we should be quiet or loud. Run to the car or don't move. We didn't move. A couple minutes went by and then...it happened again! SHIT. We have to get out of this tent. Whatever it is, we are not protecting ourselves by staying in the tent. We didn't hear any laughing or other sounds which made us think it was just one creepy person. Messing with us. I slowly unzipped the tent, but it was impossible to do it quietly. I gave April my metal water bottle to use as a weapon. Ha. Key in hand I put my flip flops on the ground, looked around and walked fast straight to the car. April was right behind me - we got in and drove away fast. What the heck!? I felt a feeling of relief - just knowing my car started and we got out of there. We went to Jenny's and slept on her couch.
The next morning we went to get our stuff - everything was still there. We looked around for anyone who looked suspicious - there were now a few people fishing. As we drove out - we saw this guy in coat (not fishing) just walking - we drove slow and looked over at him - it was the creepy guy from the hot springs.
I dont know if it was him the night before. I dont know if it was even a person. All I know is that if someone tried to hurt us it would not matter how loud we screamed. We would not be able to call anyone. The only thing that we could defend ourselves with would be a gun. Right? I don't know man.
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