The End
So here we are like 9 months later and I still haven’t put up the last post. I remember trying to write something on the drive home from Chicago, but for some reason I just couldn’t find the right words. I kind of regret not writing this sooner only because I can’t really remember exactly how I felt on that drive home, it’s kind of a blur. It’s like that feeling of adrenaline you get right when you’re about to finish a really long race (not that I run lol) and you don’t even really remember crossing the finish line. The end or the “finish line” to a journey like this one is sort of anticlimactic because for us, every destination was a small finish line, a little baby accomplishment, a reassurance that we could actually reach the goals that we set and have insane amounts of fun doing it.
I think about the road trip really often, whether I glance at a picture on my wall and it sparks memories, or I just reminisce about something that happened or some place that I thought was really cool. It comes up in conversation a lot too. (I’ve yet to need a fun fact for an icebreaker, but driving cross country will definitely be it next time I do.) I stand by the fact that this was probably the one of the best things I’ve ever done and will ever do in my entire lifetime. Basically living out of a car, staying in shitty hotels, and seeing a bunch of places with two of your best friends seriously changes you- not to sound like a coming of age teen movie. The Open Rogue taught me to appreciate every moment of everyday and every person in every place. It opened my eyes to different ways of life and natural wonders that exist in our own backyard, differences that most people go their entire life remaining unaware of. It allowed me to focus on all of the simple pleasures that life has to offer. It was three weeks of simplicity; our biggest worry being getting from point A to point B before dark or a short disagreement about whether we should listen to Taylor Swift’s entire career again or instrumental movie scores.
I guess I’m writing this now because I’m leaving to study abroad in Cape Town, South Africa in less that two weeks and I’m getting that same nervous-excited combination (I think that’s anxious??) that I felt as the departure date of the road trip rapidly approached and suddenly became a daunting reality. As I pack for Cape Town in the same giant green l.l. bean duffle bag I can’t help, but think about the road. Maybe because my green bag smells like the car or maybe because I feel like I’m cheating on the road by going on another adventure lol. But anyway, I look back to remind myself how fulfilling and eye opening traveling is and how it changes you. The people you meet, the places you go, and the experiences you have become a part of the person you become. The memories of your adventures shape you and stick with you and you have a sense of wonder and an ability to be captivated by the little things in life. ITS AWESOME.
So I’ll end now quoting Boyhood... interpret it as you wish, (hahhahah Shae & Kara I bet you’re laughing at me right now) “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment? I don’t know, I’m kind of thinking it’s the other way around, you know, like the moment seizes us.”
Mahalo to all of our followers, I wish you well on all of your adventures!
Xo
Jess









