As many of you know, it has been over 2 years since I vividly documented the summer I spent digging in the dirt, dodging venomous snakes, hosting an ameba, and having the time of my life getting paid to live at a remote research station amidst the sweltering jungles of Costa Rica. Returning home to my "normal life" after spending a summer getting paid to live a life less ordinary left me feeling a little hollow, a bit depressed, and totally and utterly bored. I tried to be content here, and at times I was, but always in the back of my mind I could hear my personal mantra on repeat. Quietly but constantly whispering "we only have one go at this thing called life, so why are you not making it totally f*&king awesome?!!!" But despite my best efforts to be content and convince myself that maybe this is as good as it gets, I have come to realize that I am wasting precious days merely existing in one of the biggest, stickiest armpits on the West Coast.
So here I am, Brenda Jean Campbell, staring down the barrel of 30, feeling that all to familiar restlessness churning in my soul again, declaring to you that the time has come to do something totally f*%ing awesome! (I have omitted the middle two letters of my favorite adjective as to not deeply offend anyone.) It is time to recharge my batteries, hit the proverbial road, see what life has to offer, and walk through some of those open doors. I am headed back into the wild, but am trading the southern route for a northern one, deadly snakes for grizzly bears, toucans for bald eagles, and gut wrenching ameba induced illnesses for sea sickness! WOOOHOOOO! And yes, you guessed it! I will be resurrecting my blog where you can be sure that every little detail of my Alaska adventure will be confessed!