A Ticket to Ride?
A long time ago there used to be a way to travel that involved tracks and trains. When a person wanted to get on one of those trains and go places he needed a ticket.
Tickets and riding often go hand in hand. While I was in Guatemala there were a number of times when I needed to bus into “the city.” It was about a ten hour trip by car. The roads were bad. The tumulos [speed bumps] seemed to want to sneak up and get you. Driving to the city was something we did often enough, but if it we didn’t need to bring a lot of stuff back, we would often shell out the 25 or 30 dollars to get a ticket on a night bus.
As long as you had your ticket you could stow your “stuff” and go take a long nap. When you woke up you would be in the city and could do whatever needed to be done.
Tickets get you places. They get you into places.
Uhm… What Does This Have to do with Anything?
I’m in the process of finalizing the details of a “ticket purchase.”
It’s a ticket to something that terrifies me and excites at the same time.
In fact I told you a bit about it on Tuesday. I mentioned that I would be telling you more about it as time goes on. That is still the case. Till everything is finalized I don’t want to say too much because… well, just because.
What Kind of Ticket Would You Buy?
This leads me to this question. Is there something that you need a ticket to?
What kinds of things would you be willing to spend hard earned money on?
What about the tension between being freaked out and excited at the same time, is that a good thing?