Truth: I pretty much hate being outdoors.
I absolutely love looking at stuff outdoors!
I’m not sure how to deal with this.
Many of the things on my travel bucket list are not tall buildings in big cities or cultural centers of civilizations– no, it’s pretty much all nature based: Grand Canyon, Aurora Borealis, the icebergs in Argentina. I am strangely obsessed with pretty outdoor things, but I hate bugs, deep water, heights, and feeling clammy. #firstworldproblems
On the way home last week, I begged to visit a place an hour away from where we were: apparently the “Little Grand Canyon,” one of the “Seven Wonders of Georgia” found in Providence Canyon State Park. Here’s what’s weird about it: it’s all man made! Poor farming in the late 19th Century led to this! Whoa. I loved it. My husband… not so much. While I was being all brave and climbing on everything, he truly disliked it. We came ill-prepared with our iPhones and my digital camera, wearing our flip flops, not bringing water. Tsk tsk. If I did further research before driving all the way out there, I would have known that the experience would be akin to hiking. We have never been hiking. I do not even own sneakers. We lost cell phone connection for a good two areas in that area of Georgia. To be that disconnected… we really feared we would die and no one would know where we are (we forgot to say where we were going- never make that same mistake).
Truth be told, I never saw the amazing canyon floor like the pictures showed online, but I saw enough to tide me over. Thank you, husband! Then we went to Cracker Barrel, the real treasure of the South.
Forever 21 shorts