I turn 60 this month. Yahoo…how’d that happen so fast? I’m not freaked about my age, but I’m a bit nervous about where I’ll be celebrating it. Some could say I’ve done something wrong. After all, I’m spending the night of my 60th birthday sleeping in the back of a pickup truck.
For this milestone, many would choose a trip to Paris or a stay at a luxurious resort. Me? I decided to visit Iceland and see it up close and personal.
Adventure holds little allure for me, it never has. My mom was very adventurous, and both my children thrive on it. But I like comfort and predictability.
So, I find it amusing that my 60th birthday trip will be a complete adventure. I’m thrilled that our son and daughter are joining my husband and I.
The four of us will rendezvous at the airport in Reykjavik, Iceland. We’re not staying in 4-star hotels. We’re not even staying in fleabag motels. We’ve rented a four wheel drive pickup truck, with an attached camper that we’ll be living in for ten days.
Unlike the camper my husband and I have been driving around North America, this one has no shower, no toilet, and no privacy. I’m packing for austere conditions, but I am bringing makeup and sunscreen. Some things are non-negotiable for me.
We’ll be exploring the beautiful scenery of Iceland; mountains, hot springs, and waterfalls. But mostly I am looking forward to spending time together as a family.
As we get closer I’ll share more of what I’m bringing along. I don’t plan to waste time in a laundromat. That means I’ll be bringing clothes I can hand wash in a sink and hang to dry overnight.
I can readily admit to being a little nervous about this trip. However, if I don’t challenge myself, I don’t grow.