The older I get, the less I cling to the need to control every activity and event when I travel. I guess you could call it wisdom – I’ve finally figured out that the universe will do, what it will do. It doesn’t take my wishes and requests into account for the most part. So, why freak out when it does things that I don’t like? Missing trains and planes. Getting in in the middle of the night because it took longer than you thought to get to wherever you are going. To some extent worrying about these things or trying to control every thing will only expend energy that can be used to enjoy whatever journey you are on.
Speaking of conserving energy, whenever one considers the prospect of taking a road trip (especially a big one like the one I am on right now) it is absolutely vital to conserve energy by going with the flow. So, for example, when your engine blows by the side of the road on a car that you just spent way more than you have prepping for said trip, you gotta let that go. How do you let that go, you ask?
Well, you can start by drinking a stiff drink. The problem with this option is that we were stranded outside of Upsala, Ontario at a gas station that was closed. No stiff drinks to be found.
Deep breathing works. And, it can be done anywhere – even in the middle of nowhere. So, yes, this was a good option…for about 15 minutes.
Now, what do you do for the remaining 4 hours that are you stranded waiting for a tow truck?
You dig around your trailer for whatever food that hasn’t spoiled.
You play ball with your laughing kids (who have the whole let things go down pat).
You note the sun going down over the field behind the gas station.
You note, gratefully, that you are so stranded that there is no light pollution to obstruct your view of the vast sky and stars.
And, then you realize that travelling is as much about being stranded in a strange place as it is about moving through new places. The key is to see that this too is a part of the experience.