To the End of the World

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T-5 days

I feel pretty busy for being unemployed. I’ve had a hard time sitting down to write. Honestly, it’s just that trying to write clever blog posts isn’t always easy. So I’m taking a break from my normal blog essays, and I’m temporarily converting my blog into, well, a real blog.

In 5 days I’ll be heading to Southern Chile and Argentina to backpack Patagonia—by myself. I am going to be writing about my upcoming travels on datejenny.com.

Yup. I’m flying solo. Why? The obvious reason is that I couldn’t find anyone to go with me. But to be honest, I didn’t really try. I just wasn’t in the mood for the “I’d love to go, but…” Everyone has a “but.” We all have “buts.” However, my “buts” are big enough to not do this. I don’t have a job. I don’t have a mortgage. I’m not in any relationship. So why not?

Yes, I know I’m a young woman. Yes, I know I have blonde hair. And yes, I’ve seen the movie Taken. But it’s build up to the point that I HAVE to do this. I want to be a doer, not a talker. Some have questioned whether I’m worried that I’ll get lonely. Well, I live a pretty loner life as it is; I think it will just be a nice change of scenery.

But it’s going to be crazy. Every other ten minutes I vascillate between being really excited and really freaked out.  “This is going to be a great adventure!” or “Holy Crap, I’m going to be captured by Argentine sex slave traders!”

Anyhoo, I’d like to write about my trip—from trying to decide which movies to upload to my iPhone, to throwing up 8 hours into a 12-hour bus ride, to my escape from giant penguins. I’ll be planning to write daily, or as much as I can. It’ll be the best indicator for others to know I’m still alive. And if datejenny.com suddendly appears in Spanish, you’ll know I’ve been captured by those Argentine slave traders. Please call Liam Neeson.

Maybe I’ll become the next Che Guevara, and this is my journey across South America to discover my life’s calling. But rather than inspire the poverty-stricten lower class to revolt against imperialist leaders, I’ll inspire single people everywhere to revolt against the responsibilities to their future—such as building a strong resume or saving your money for a possible mortgage with a possible spouse—and live as if Singledom only mattered.

3 Responses to “To the End of the World”

  1. Dan Says:

    I like that “Singldom” is capitalized. I’ve never thought of it as a proper noun until now. Stay safe and ¡viva la revolución!

  2. Tiffany Says:

    living the dream. I have a “but” for that and a “someday”. Seriously though “someday” and I will begin the search for liam neeson’s phone number, just in case. Unless you feel like leaving it on your blog.

  3. cari is jealous... Says:

    Jenny, I’m so excited for you!
    If I could pull off phrases like “you go girlfriend!”, then I’d say something like that… but we all know I can’t! But have a total blast! (and sorry that I never wrote you back, my lame email deleted your address…) :) anyhoo, enjoy!

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