This morning, I got up at 05:30 and drove my brother Will to the airport. He is flying to Estonia, to cycle around the country for three weeks. I am purple with jealousy and respect.
Although there are too few moneys in my bank account and too many events in my calendar to allow me to go with him today, I dearly hope I will be able to join him for a week or so…who knows.
Yet that is not why I am writing this post. I am writing this because Will’s decision to shoot off to Estonia is entirely and utterly awesome. Does he know anything about Estonia? He read a Lonely Planet guide this week. Does he know anything about cycling? Not a thing. Has he ever even ridden a bike? He cycled a bit in Cambridge and managed to break his arm in three places in the process…
Will doesn’t dabble in bullshit; he wanted an adventure, so he is going on one. This is EXACTLY what the Guild stands for and exactly what I mean when I get drunk and rant about how people should do more brilliant stuff.
Instead of finding excuses and reasons not to do something, Will simply bought a return flight with Easy Jet and arranged to hire a bike for eight Euro a day. Anybody could do that; Will happens to be an epic human being in general, but his Estonian adventure plans don’t hinge on the fact he is a genius.
Like the Guild has always said, you don’t need anything special to have a badass adventure. All it takes is balls. And a map. And multicoloured socks.