#2 Road trips – Wherever the road leads is where we will go.
Any road trip that does not depend on negotiating our own rural road (currently closed to the public) is totally welcome these days.
The very best road trip I would love to take is around my own country which is probably well overdue. I have been on a lot of road trips in other countries and some of these I would love to repeat. However there are many roads in my own country I have yet to explore.
The North Island of New Zealand has so many choices! Should we travel the most direct route to Auckland, through the central North Island on State Highway One, enjoying the mountain views of Tongariro, Ruapehu, and Ngauruhoe, past Lake Taupo and into the geyser land of Rotorua, or should we meander slowly along the West coast past Mt Taranaki, then head on the Forgotten Highway into the inland countryside.
The Coromandel on the East Coast is another long and winding road I have yet to travel so plenty of options. Once past Auckland city there is Northland to explore.
From Cape Reinga in the top of the North Island to Bluff at the bottom of the South Island, not only would I love to take this road trip, it is very definitely on the plan.
For now, we will complete a full circuit of the South Island this summer. From the top of the south we will go on our road trip to the East and West coasts, traversing the inland routes to the mountains and lakes, from the coastline to the Canterbury Plains, and hopefully reach the bottom of the South Island before returning as the summer days cool into Autumn evenings. We will go wherever the weather is kind and the road leads us.
#3 Write about the last (first) time you left your comfort zone.
When the heart starts beating rapidly it is time. Don’t think about what others might think, just speak. Believe that the words will come. Sage advice given to this nervous first time public speaker many years ago.
Standing up and speaking my mind was a scary thing to do. It’s not that I didn’t have words to say. It’s just that I felt too strongly about what my words meant to me. Where else would or could the words come from if not from my heart. And yet they resisted.
Where are the pages of my notes? What if my voice croaks? What if they laugh at me?My fears threatened to overcome me. Who else has felt that fear?
Hidden deep within the hidden tunnels and crevices of my beating heart, I felt them start to stir. With each surge they got stronger. The words were on their way.
It’s true that we speak when our heart is in our mouth. I hummed to myself…,
“Drums keep pounding rhythm to my brain. And the beat goes on! “
Then I thought; What is the worst that can happen? I set aside those notes. Just breathe. Just do it. And I did. My heartfelt words found their way. And it was good.
4 What is something you wish you knew how to do?
If only I could keep on task and actually respond to these daily prompts and write every day!
#5 What was your favorite toy as a child?
Is it sad that I can’t remember what my favourite toy was?
Reading books is how I spent much of my childhood time. I did have the obligatory doll or two however I have fonder memories of the great outdoors building huts and swimming at the beach than playing with an actual toy.
My first camera at the tender age of 10 became my favourite ‘toy’ instead. Not much has changed for me, except my age, the camera (and book)technology of course. These days it is a digital camera or iPhone instead of that Brownie Starlet – and the Kindle for the reading might just be my favourite toy!