How to overcome fear while traveling on the road

There are a few things in life, for which I am deathly afraid of. My blood begins to boil at just the thought of seeing or being involved in one of these things. Here’s  a quick Top 10 list of my fears.

My Top 10 Fears

10. Snakes
9. Cows
8. Horses
7. Goats
6. Anything with antlers
5. Being a passenger in a fast car
4. Bungee jumping
3. Big, long bridges
2. Heights
1. Drowning

Numbers 1-3 really freak my freak and as a traveler there are times you can’t get from A to B without crossing a bridge. In 2005 there was one bridge which I crossed in Brazil. I was going from Rio de Janeiro to Cabo Frio; it was a hot, three-hour bus ride from hell.

We had just turned a corner when I noticed a low bridge in the distance which covered a huge body of water. My first thought was that the bridge is too low, but maybe it’s better because I don’t like heights. I started to get anxious and my travel partner assured me that we would be okay. I kept envisioning the bus careening off the bridge into the water; I thought maybe the bus driver is having a bad day or life and today is his day to stop living and I thought about some crazed passenger seizing the bus and driving it into the huge body of water.

None of this happened – thankfully.

In 2007 I boarded a plane for Vancouver, British Columbia where I met up with an old roommate from Cayman Islands. It was just like old times – two friends reminiscing about the good times on Seven Mile Beach; laughing at silly tales of stealing Vespa’s and riding to Rum Point; drinking too many cocktails and riding our bicycles back home – those were the days.

My friend thought it would be a super idea to rent scooters for the day to scoot all over Vancouver’s lovely streets and parks, I eagerly agreed – even though I had never operated a scooter in my life, maybe it’s like riding a bike, I thought.

After a few spins around the Rent-A-Scooter parking lot, I was confident enough to hit the road. I followed my friends lead onto the busy roads, I felt a little vulnerable – the only protection was my helmet, I wished for a full body suit.

We scooted here and we scooted there. I yelled to my friend to slow down but for her, riding a scooter was like riding a bike – easy. I brought up the tail end when I noticed a King Kong sized bridge up ahead. I thought no waaaaaay! We are not – no, I am not going on that bridge.

I screamed out my friend’s name but she could not hear me – the traffic was increasing as were the transport trucks and the traffic lanes were doubling.

Oh dear me – she is crossing the bridge. Do I chicken out? What do I do? Mommy??? Is it legal to drive a scooter across this bridge? What if my scooter decides to do the funky dance over the railing and into the water? These were the thoughts crossing my mind.

Thankfully – none of the above happened.

Lion’s Gate Bridge – Vancouver, British Columbia

Source: Wikipedia

And me, in the Rent-A-Scooter parking lot, before the bridge.

In the span of three seconds, as I entered that bridge the top three things I’m deathly afraid of soon became a reality.

How do you overcome fear while on the road?

My advice is – Just do it! You won’t regret it.

I didn’t chicken out, I didn’t allow fear to stop me from experiencing the single most frighteningly fantastic event of my life. I did it!

How have you overcome fear while on the road?

Source: Lions Gate Bridge via Wikipedia

Travel Theme: Food | My Sardinian Life

I’d like to jump on the bandwagon for this week’s Travel Theme … Food. Yummy. I’ve been around the world a few times and have sampled some of the greatest and, not so great dishes our planet has to offer.

Follow me on the photographic voyage …

A nice young man selling freshly caught oysters with a lime zest in Cabo Frio, Rio de Janeiro. I said no thank you to these critters, who knows where they came from and how clean they are!

Nothing beats good ole home-cooked barbecued spare ribs. Bring it on Canada.

Holding true to tradition in Sardinia, Italy is handmade Canestre by a Canadian! You can read more about this special treat in my post here.

My Mom (who was born in England) has been making this banana bread for the better part of my life. She passed the recipe down to me when I was finally mature enough to measure stuff and turn the oven on. This is an all time favourite in our house, the recipe has now been handed down to my ten-year old niece who loves to chat to me on Skype about it.

Traditional Sardinian cookies handmade with love by my island friend. These are made around important religious holidays and  given to the church, neighbours, family and friends. They are divine.

More of the beautiful Sardinian tradition. Such detail and elegance. Chomp.

Cooked to order – Horse meat in Sardinia, Italy. Click here to read an eye-opening post on horse meat consumption around the world. And no … I have not and will not try this tradition. You?

A special thanks to Ailsa over at Where’s my backpack? for a delicious theme this week.

Click here to see what other bloggers are eating.

HostelBookers 7 Super Shots by Jennifer Avventura

I’m taking part in the HostelBookers 7 Super Shots which started this past January 2012 and has finally made its way around the blogosphere to Sardinia. I secretly watched and hoped that one day I too would be tagged for this travel inspiration series. Last week I was ‘tagged’ by Casey in Colorado who writes a great blog titled: words of a wanderer. Thanks for this great ‘tag’ Casey!

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Hands #2

Christ the Redeemer – Rio de Janeiro – 2005

See what other hands are doing this week, here.

My Expat Lives | Celebrating 4 Years in Sardinia, Italy

My Expat Lives | 4 Years in Sardinia, Italy

On May 6th 2008, I left my home and native land for Sardinia, Italy.

How is it possible that four years have passed? I can’t believe it! I made the long trip back to Canada several times in the last few years. The time never enough, and some of my family have come to visit us in Sardinia and again, the time was never enough, but the memories will stay forever.

This will be one of my longer posts, so grab a glass of wine, some popcorn or a jar of Nutella. Just get comfortable.

Find out the ups and downs of expat life in Sardinia, Italy.

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Carrasciali Trinitaiesu | Carnival in Sardinia

All around the world people are gearing up for the biggest party on the planet – Carnival. It’s already started here, in Sardinia, Italy. Last night kicked off the beginning of Carrasciali Trinitaiesu.

The 2000 locals finally free from winters wrath, dusted off their masks, put finishing touches on floats and cars, filled up thermos’ of wine, beer and liquor and they hit the streets for Carrasciali Trinitaiesu 2012.

Finally blessed with beautiful warm sunshine which brought out smiles and laughter from young and old alike. The techno beats kept the kids moving and the bootleg Sardinian red helped the adults forget winters harsh cold.

Fairies, berries and confetti too.

Are you celebrating Carnival? What are your customs?

Wordless Wednesday | Photo Post

Wordless Wednesday | Photo Post

Amsterdam

Copacabana - Brazil

Grand Cayman

England

Rome, Italy

Bern, Switzerland

Vienna, Austria

Sardinia, Italy

Brazilian Boats | Photo Post

Cabo Frio, Rio de Janeiro
Brazil – 2005

Cabo Frio, Brazil

Life Before The Internet | Remembering Youth

Life before the internet was, well, freedom. In nineteen seventy-nine email didn’t exist. If you wanted to email someone you had to put pen to paper. So Old-Skool. Imagine. There was that pen pal in Italy who sent strange gifts of potent liquid lavender and small dried pieces of bread shaped like a boot. The writing stopped after the lavender incident, Mom said it was just weird. Continue reading

6 Day Blogging Break

Just wanted to let my faithful readers know that I will be going on a slight blogging break this week. We have four friends visiting from out-of-town, so it should be a jam-packed fun-filled week. I will report back with all the (mis)adventures. So please continue to share and enjoy my articles.

Brazilian Bikes

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