I hate the term “journey”. It was co-opted by the reality tv shows and now it’s so trite. So banal. So… Used.
journey sojourn saga excursion expedition exploration begins today.
I’m currently sat at the MSP airport, waiting to board my flight to San Francisco. And as with all “unscripted” travel, I find that I’m a bit nervous.
How do I get from the airport to my hotel in SF most expeditiously, and more importantly, cheaply? How hard will it be to navigate their Muni system? Will the BART/Muni system go on strike, and if it does, how will I get around? Will I look too touristy? Will I be lonely? Will I get bored? Where will I eat breakfast? Will Muir Woods be open? Will I be targeted by pickpockets?
So many unanswered questions! Which altogether make my tummy all oogy.
See, I’m a “planner”. I like to know exactly and in nauseating detail how I’m getting from point A to point B. Once at point B, I then like to have a loose outline for what my days will be like. But I haven’t really done much planning this time.
Mostly it’s because this trip has creeped up on me; all of a sudden I’m off for SF and I have run out of time to prepare.
Don’t get me wrong- it’s not like I did nothing. I have maps printed out from Frommers of the city. I have a map showing the Muni system. Have scoped out the nearest BART stations and other routes. I’ve looked up addresses of places I want to go and plotted them on a map.
But I don’t have a schedule. A daily itinerary. And I still don’t have a visual grasp of the layout of the city yet. Like, which direction do I head for what– and that makes me nervous.
Tell me to take a chill pill and just go with it, okay?