Packing is really hard. Packing is really really hard when you’re planning to be gone on a 4-month trip (which turned out to be 8 months), and planning on taking as little as possible, all while making sure everything fits into a carry-on bag. Oh, and not to mention having to shove a huge jumbo ziplock bag of Silly Bandz into that 22″ backpack–yeah, that made things a lot more difficult. If only I had talked to Jeff from the Eagle Creek marketing team before my trip; I could have packed much more quickly and efficiently. Check out my Q&A with Jeff on how to Overcome Packing Procrastination!
“Would you like a GPS or a map?” asked the guy at the car rental. “Nah,” replied my dad without even thinking. If you ever want the grand tour of Northern Ireland (I’m talking the traditional pubs, the most amazing country-sides, and hanging with the locals) then there is no better person to call up than Alistair Roden. Seriously. My dad can take you to any place you’d like to go in Northern Ireland, and that is what the first few days of our trip included. As we pulled out of the Dublin airport, we headed north to cross the border into Northern Ireland where my dad is from, and where my family still lives. So many Americans do not realize that Ireland and Northern Ireland are two separate countries. Northern Ireland is part of the United Kingdom, and they fly the flag of Great Britain. So now everyone reading this blog has those facts straight. Every time we make this trip across the pond, we always make our way up to the Hamilton’s farm within the first 24-hours of being on Irish soil. My dad grew up with Andy, and his two sons—Joe and Bob, who are 14 and 9 respectively—have been good friends of my brother, Will, ever since Will’s first trip over. I can’t even begin to describe the Hamilton’s country house and their farm, which is filled with horses, chickens, pigs (and piglets right now), dogs, cows, donkeys, etc. Joe threw Will and I onto a buggy that he had a pony tied up to as soon as we arrived, and we went out onto the road (yes—the road for cars) for an evening ride. I don’t think you’d ever see a horse and buggy trotting down Newtown Pike. Joe and Bob are always out riding […]
As a recent college graduate with a severe case of wanderlust, a one-way ticket to travel the world seemed like the best idea at this point in my life. Especially with two of my best friends. As I sit here in the Lexington airport writing this first post, it is amazing to think about how much work and preparation we have put into this trip and theQuest. This blog will be for my stories, and photos of us, while theQuest will be more like our “job” while traveling. theQuest will shoot street-style fashion and do interviews with the people that we encounter, and we have also started The Silly Bandz Project. Packing for a trip when you don’t know how long you will be gone is tough. You can see in the photos below a photo of me in the J&H store, all excited to have my new backpack. You can also see two photos of me on the day that I thought I was leaving (that would be yesterday), trying to squeeze every little thing possible into the tiny space. I eventually had to throw out a lot of what I wanted to take, detach my smaller backpack from the larger one, and I am now rolling my larger one and carrying the smaller one on my back. Ironically, this is the least amount of luggage I have ever had while traveling, and this will be the longest trip I have ever taken. I guess that’s how it’s supposed to be when “backpacking.” It’s hard to say goodbye to people when you have no idea when you will see them again. St. Christopher and a really awesome journal are now joining me on this trip, thanks to two very special people in my life. I hope to share thoughts, […]