When I say adventure, I'm not necessarily meaning you're a secret CIA agent that's being hunted, but more that you're scheduled life isn't quite so organized.
And by life, I don't mean the mundane one that happens every morning when you snooze the alarm and brush your teeth with your eyes closed.
I MEAN; If the hotel is booked then meet a new friend at the store and really meet them....couch surf. Don't always use the medium of money. Instead share knowledge and skills that make you unique to enrich their lives far more than money can or ever will. Take public transportation and introduce yourself to the person next to you. Share you story so they'll be willing to share theirs.
As you press your face up to the bubble of comfortable existence we all try to live behind it will feel scary and vulnerable. What if? What if? You'll back away and breath a sigh of relief as you burrow into your routine and organized schedule again, but life wasn't meant to be this way and you'll wonder again. What if? What if? And you'll tentatively press your face up against that bubble to see what's beyond.
We all hate change, right? We're supposed to, right? It's scary, right? Have you ever experienced the thrill of your heart pounding at the top of the roller coaster and the rush on the way down? Have you ever jumped out of an airplane? Ok, maybe you're not a thrill seeker. Have you ever tried to make dinner fudging the recipe a little and it turned out better than ever before and no one knew why? Have you ever had to give the company lecture and not had enough time to plan so just winged it and everyone loved it?
Our bodies respond positively to the stimulus of change and only when we train our brain to interpret signals negatively does our body change it's course. When we're kids we have all the desire for change and excitement in the world because our brains haven't been taught to fear it. As an adult change is almost frowned upon unless you're keeping up with the Jones'. There is a set pattern and style of life that is acceptable and everyone that doesn't choose one of the acceptable molds is an outsider. It's kind of like making cupcakes. You pour the batter into the molds and the spilled batter is wiped away; not usable anymore.
It's sad to me, really, that life has taken such a turn. That people see others in such lights and respond to stimuli in pre-rehearsed sequences. LIFE shouldn't be like that. LIFE should be open and available. It should be scary. It should make you stretch. It should make you reconsider. It should be memorable.
If you dare, pop the bubble.