Travel.

As the movie Up so eloquently put it, "Adventure is out there." I have a confession. As a generally pessimistic and realistic person, all my negative and plausible logics go out the door when it comes to travel. There's just something so thrilling and romantic about hopping on a plane with just your passport and a backpack, heading for the unknown. Sure, a million things could go wrong. That's my general motto for life. But when it comes to going abroad, a million things could go right too. The places, the people, and the food. I mean, come on. Italy. There's a pasta for that. France. Cheese and wine. Going to Greece? Enjoy a gyro! And as we all know, guys with British (and Italian and French) accents are just hotter. And the landmarks! Big Ben, the Eiffel Tower, the Parthenon. You can jump on a train or the subway and check out hundreds of gorgeous views for next to nothing. Imagine waking up in a hostel (with hopefully nothing stolen-there's my pessimism) and thinking hm, where to go today? Perhaps the French countryside! Or the ruins in Greece! Maybe even a pub in Ireland for a bit! Now that is how I want to wake up every morning. I'm pretty sure the only place in Europe where they aren't nice to Americans is France, and this is because (now this may not be true, I only know what I've heard) they all have a baguette so far up their arse that they don't know how to have common courtesy. This isn't all French people I'm sure, but it's enough of them to get a world wide rude reputation. Now I realize this little escapade won't be cheap. I'm an unemployed highschool student with little hope of finding a job and getting any money. But if I have one goal in life (besides becoming a writer), it is to backpack through Europe for at least a month. I want to save up, get everything I own in travel size, and disappear for awhile, just off to have fun and see where my adventures take me. After all, what's the fun in life if you're never going anywhere?