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Night of the Living Dead

Day Fourteen (Monday September 14th) Horror films scare me.

Watched Romero’s 1968 Night of the Living Dead all by myself and what did I learn?? Fuck all! That I still don’t like scary movies, even more so while watching them on my own!!! If you suffer from insomnia, you won’t cure yourself by watching zombie ghouls trying to break into an old farm house to eat Johnny and Barbra! Idiot. Night of the Living Dead, although I say I hate horror films, is a pretty awesome flick. IMDB even gives it an 8/10 rating. Not bad.

Again, no enlightenment with forcing myself to be scared for 90 minutes while watching this horror film… No matter how scared I get and no matter how much I believe it’s unhealthy for your heart to beat that fast for 90 minutes straight, I secretly love horror flicks. Adrenaline junkie much? Maybe. And I don’t even have to leave my house!

Now go face a fear; do something that scares you!

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“Is it cool if I go for a walk?” –day three 1 am

 Just say no! ‘No, it’s not fucking cool if you go for a walk.’

These were the words I should have said to my ex-travel accompanying person. No need for terms such as travel companion, travel buddy, travel partner, or anything of the sort because to convey anything positive of the travel accompanying person chosen to do this road trip with would be an untruth, a tall tale really, fit for fairytales or something lame like that!!

Context: Hour 75 of a spontaneous road trip that had no destination nor plan with an ill chosen “travel accompanying person”. Sounds great, right?! It gets better. So this followed what was a dismal 75 hours leading up to the infamous question, “Is it cool if I go for a walk?” Little did I know these previous 75 hours were a walk in the park in comparison to the next three and a half hours… when he decides it’s a good idea to leave a 22 year old girl in a dark, empty parking lot in a city 1,900 km from home. Brilliant idea, you giant asshole!

It seems there are some moments in life where you are left no option but to do something that scares you… This occasion was forced upon me because I chose an awful individual to travel with. Pretty sure the rules of traveling together include having one another’s back. Actually, I’m positive that’s a rule. Write that down and don’t forget it.

Reasons it was not cool for this travel accompanying person to go for a “walk” (whatever that means):
-there was zero indication given in the previous 75 hours that buddy would be able to walk even a block and be able to find his way back to the car
-buddy is a poor drinker, really can’t handle his alcohol
-and oh right… because that would leave me alone in the sketchy parking lot!

Lessons learned… although spontaneity is a wonderful and powerful thing, calculated spontaneity is so much more powerful (turns out safer too)! Always consider your options and always do heavy research into your travel accompanying person. References should be mandatory! *Believe me, I’m writing a book on it!!!!

I’m so happy I wasn’t afraid to tell buddy how I really felt about his behaviour and that I wasn’t afraid of doing the only thing I thought right in the situation- get away from this knob and fly home.

Hopefully this tale serves as one of warning; leaving anyone alone in the middle of the night is selfish and appalling; truly is ghastly behaviour that considers serious self reflection.

Now go face a fear; do something that scares you!

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I haven’t forgot

Promise this doing stuff I’m scared of has continued and prospered… just seems harder to sit at the computer on a regular basis than I thought it would be. I will work on carving out a specific time to give updates on these fears.

Some quick updates- the vampire inspired photo shoot in the graveyard (day three) was awesome in a bloodcurdling way. I guess, as per usual, I didn’t really think it through on how ridiculous the notion of going into a graveyard at night would be. I mean it’s one thing to walk through a cemetery at night, another to set up shop, light candles, and jump all over tombstones to “get the shot.” Sorry Betty Davis!
Yesterday (day four) I finally put a pen to paper about the scaring experience I had while on my road trip and a fear I should have faced while there to likely avert the end of a friendship and buying a plane ticket home to YYZ from Halifax. Speaking to the fear I experienced is scary in itself. As soon as I can get long enough to type that up, I will share… until then I’m off to work, then to find something else I’m scared of (or maybe I’ll get lucky at work)!

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Now go face a fear; do something that scares you!

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