Travel has never been a spontaneous thing for me. For the most part, it’s mainly because I believed it couldn’t be. Maybe, I was right to think that, but perhaps in some ways, I wasn’t and just wanted everything to be as straightforward as possible.
Straightforward. That’s not something most people would associate with travelling in a wheelchair. Before I book a flight, hop on a train or go on a road trip there are many factors, calls and countless google searches that come into play.
Don’t get me wrong, despite all this, I absolutely love to roam through new places and have learnt to appreciate that it’s all part of the process. I’ve given tips on how to prepare when travelling in a wheelchair and within each unfamiliar city I pass through I gather a few more secrets to smooth accessible travel.
Well… I just did something I wasn’t quite sure I’d be able to, I took a trip to Venice! Yes, a spontaneous one at that! I’m in Venice right now having the best time of my life, might I add!
Of course, you can expect a lot more posts describing just how I made it happen and what I’ve been up to (watch out for that!), but for today, I thought I’d focus on something different.
I’ve been back in Italy for nearly two weeks now and my time here is coming to a close real soon. I got to visit my childhood neighbourhood in Galliate, explore adjacent towns, meet up with my best of friends and eat too much food I’ll dream about when I return to Manchester.
Venice is a place I’ve passed through, but never stopped at before. Coming here is something I’ve said I’d do multiple times, but just never have. I’ve always wanted to experience it for myself; the beauty, the wonder, the magic that can’t be suppressed. Doing this off the cuff has left me with some thoughts I’ve been pondering upon…
When was the last time you did something for the sole purpose of experiencing it? When was the last time you stepped out of your comfort zone and ran heart-first without letting fear overtake action? Do you recall a time when you tuned out all the noise, chatter, and anxiety of those around you to pursue your own adventure?
Well, if you don’t, this is your reminder to do something spontaneous. Something outside the realm of habit. Something for you.
It may be more difficult than going off on an unplanned trip somewhere unfamiliar. It may be simpler. Either way, this is your reminder to take the jump.
The beauty here is breathtaking; the blue in the water is revitalizing and I am ready to hit the next spot. The next vaporetto out of Piazza San Marco is calling my name, so I’ll leave you with that thought for today.
As cliché as this may sound, it’s only one life we have. Might as well live it up – and eat as much pasta our stomachs will allow!
Your restless romantic roamer