Gracefully Clumsy

I’ve been in South Africa for four days. I’ve been living on a boat. Her name is Argo. We leave port in a few days and head across the Atlantic Ocean. In case you didn’t know, WiFi doesn’t exist in the middle of the ocean — not really anyway. Personally, I won’t be able to post on this blog (maybe a few times on port over the next three months) but you can check in on all my activities and life on deck here: the SeaMester blog , where the skipper of the day updates it each night. Wish me luck!

If you know me then you probably know that I am a goody-two shoes. Being a goody-two shoes is not necessarily something I'm proud of, but I like order, I like predicability, I like following rules, and I like my comfort zone. I also LOVE doing things outside of my comfort zone. I'm a bit of an adrenaline junkie. I like roller coasters, I like rock climbing, I like high dives/high jumps, and feeling the wind ripping through my hair in a fast moving vehicle like a convertible or a lancha. So here's where this comes into conflict: I like to play it safe. Even when it's out of my comfort zone it's still in an environment where I know I'll be safe and won't break any rules. Obligatory "This is what this gap year is for..." It's not about breaking rules but it's about letting go of expectations, of what is "right," and of not letting anything get in the way of adventure. So... we wanted to see "The Disaster Artist" o