Just Keep Adding

Have you ever just added a place to your travel itinerary — not because you have any real desire to see it, but because it’s close? It’s the mindset of, “Well, I don’t know when or if I’ll make it back this way again, so it’d be silly not to”. It’s a thought process that plagues me every time I plan a trip.

And that’s how on my trip to Italy, I found myself in Florence – staring in absolute awe of the Duomo.

Few things have ever simultaneously made me want to stop in my tracks so I can just stare and made me want to walk faster so I can get closer and see more. But that’s exactly what the sight of the world-famous Duomo did to me when I turned that last street corner and entered the square.

It loomed in front of me. Up, up, up my neck went to soak in the amazing site. A massive building with astounding details on every surface my eye landed on, I was hypnotized by the beauty before me. Beauty that was accentuated by the suns unfiltered rays highlighting the front and top of the cathedral.

Everywhere I looked, I noticed something new. Even the scaffolding that usually mars what would otherwise be a WORD WORD WORD sight, revealed something other than the usual of renovations—the Duomo was being cleaned. The pink and green details on the outside are truly unique to anything I’ve seen before, at least on a building of this scale. The tiled roof and massive dome, the many circular windows and the impossibly skinny Bell Tower that climbs up to the sky. My eyes were jumping from detail to detail, trying to take in everything that I was seeing.

When I think back to the sight the Duomo—I realize part of what made the visual so powerful is that it wasn’t just one thing that was amazing—it was all the details: the size, the colors, the lighting, and the combination of the three buildings – the Duomo, the Bell Tower, and the Baptistry. All of those parts added up to create, what was for me, a memorable and surprisingly impactful sight.

I’ve never once regretted adding more to my trips—even if it’s been more work. Sometimes, it’s through these last-minute additions that I’ve found and experienced the highlights of my trips. So, I say: Keep that “Meh, might as well go see it since it’s so close” mentality and see what other treasures I happen upon!

Ah, the Weather…

Do you ever feel like bad weather follows you whenever you travel? Like when you’re booking your trip you look at the weather at wherever it is you’re going and it looks like (in theory) it’s supposed to be nice, but then when your trip actually rolls around the weather is predicted to be shit? Yeah, you’re not the only one.

Now I know traveling in the off season gets part of the blame for some of the shit weather I’ve experienced, but what else is to blame? Karma? Bad Luck? Global warming (that I realize I contribute to by hopping on a jet)? Is it just weather being weather?

Considering some of the weather I’ve experience on my travels, I believe it must be some combo of what I just listed. I mean yeah, when my keeper booked a trip to Las Vegas at the end of June, it’s not that I wasn’t expecting it to be hot, I just wasn’t prepared for the record setting, tarmac melting heat that we got. When we went to Venice for spring break, I wasn’t prepared to be blown away by the “potential disruption due to wind” that appeared in the weather every day it was opened. Disrupted my day was. When we ventured out to Mont Saint-Michel how could one possibly have prepared for the horrendous wind that rendered our umbrellas useless and made the rain come from the side instead of above?

Coming from a dry climate, I’ll be the first to admit that I am indeed hyper sensitive to a wet cold. It’s the kind that seeps down into your bones and refused to be chased of my anything – not a hot shower, not warm blankets, and certainly not a warm drink.

Where I come from, I know better than most just how unpredictable weather can be and just how quickly it can change. I’ve experienced what felt like all four seasons in a day. And I’ve experienced that more than once. And yet, on every trip I go on, I always experience some level of discomfort from the weather – whether it’s from my own stubbornness when packing or from the unpredictability of the weather – it always sucks when it happens.

BUT, all that being said, no matter how bad the weather is, when you’re traveling you just need to keep in mind that the shit weather does have one good purpose – that you’ll get one hell of a story out of it. Plus, you are traveling after all, so how miserable can you really be?