Weekend Wisdom: If We Wait Until We’re Ready


Great inspiration to keep you moving towards your dreams. We all get scared sometimes, and that is precisely when we need to face our fear and keep taking those baby steps forward. Cheers!

Originally posted on Life Out of the Box:

LOOTB inspiring quotes: if we wait until we are ready we'll be waiting for the rest of our lives

If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.

Photo location: In the air flying from Oaxaca, Mexico back to California

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Why Take an American Road Trip?

driving queenON THE ROAD, USA–

I have to admit that I’ve been a snob. I didn’t grow up traveling in the U.S. and I was proud of it. The majority of my travels had always been international. From North Carolina, it was strictly limited to short drives to South Carolina, Tennessee, and the yearly flights out to Southern California to visit family friends. I’ve spent far more time traveling in the Caribbean, Europe, and South America than in my own country.

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Spanish for a night in Atlanta

Evening in Atlanta, photo by Amy Fullam

Evening in Atlanta, photo by Amy Fullam

Atlanta, GEORGIA—

Growing up three hours away, I never gave it much credit, but Atlanta is really stepping it up. It has managed to hang on to its sweet southern tones, and mix in some authentic international influence.

Tonight we head to Eclipse de Luna, an out of the way Spanish restaurant that is hidden behind of a long string of home décor shops. All the shops are now closed for the day, and we are driving through the dark for several minutes.

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On the road, ready or not!

Road trip, photo by Lizander Rocha.

Road trip, photo by Lizander Rocha.

    To be completely honest, I have never been interested in taking a road trip.

I have dreamed of traveling to exotic foreign locations like New Zealand, Brazil, and Turkey, but the thought of being a “tourist” in my own country never sounded so fabulous. I wasn’t interested, and for years I traipsed through Europe and hung out down in South America. It wasn’t until I was teaching English in Brazil that I started to wonder if I was missing out on something.

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