Last weekend we took a little trip to see the Spanish Peaks. Weather in Colorado has been great for skiers and crappy for campers and hikers, so we thought that by staying east of the continental divide we would be able to camp without freezing. At least that was the plan. However, it seemed the private land was nice and dry while the national forest surrounding the peaks was muddy and snowy, we decided that while camping is fun, washing the gear is not fun and drove home for the night. Still, it was a beautiful drive before the snow.
The dikes reminded me of the time when I studied geology in the University of Helsinki. I signed up for a trip to western United States, but as a first year student, I was not initially selected and had to sign up for the waiting list. We who were left behind were also told that it’s very unlikely there will be funding for another trip like that during our time at the uni.
As a good girl who loves to travel, I signed my name on the waiting list and the spots were filled in the good old first come, first served fashion. I was one of the first ones. However, I left a bit too much space between my name and the previous persons name and one of the guys in my glass added his name in a really small print above mine! I complained and stood my ground, but no one really cared so I was left out while the guy got the last spot.
I think I’ve learned my lesson right at that moment. Sometimes it’s not worth being a good girl. If I let continuously let anyone walk over me, they will continue to do so. I’ve also learned a lesson about being patience (even if patience is still a bit of a challenge to me). I’ve seen all the places they went to, and many more, and my wild guess is, I’ve seen those places in a way better company.