An adventure?

A certain someone told me just this morning that there is bravery and charm in being spontaneous and climbing in the car for an adventure (and bringing the passports in case we veer off into Canada).

While that may be true, I admit to being somewhat disconbobulated at that thought of not only not knowing where I'm going, but if I'm going!

So here's my plan...

I have no plan.

Seriously.

But I do have poetry...

An ode to the unprepared:

Mayhem, chaos, self preservation...

Traveling without reservations...

Spontaneous makes my butt cheeks clench...

But it makes the Old Goat's heart content...

The End!

What kind of traveler are you? Reservations? Or a full tank of gas and some clean underwear?

AG out!