Why I love to travel
So lately I have been given a bit of a hard time when I am traveling somewhere. I don't mean the people where I'm going, I mean the people here at home. I seem to get things like, "Oh, you're out of town again? BIG shocker" or "Where are you going over spring break? I know it must be somewhere". Stuff like that. It's no big deal, I do love to travel and I do it pretty much as much as I can. And it's not the same places, really. I mean, sure, Chicago is a prime destination because it is the closest "big city" to where I live now. So I do make it up there pretty often. But other than that, it's usually always somewhere different. Like this past weekend I was in Louisville, Kentucky. Louisville really isn't that far, only a couple hours away, but I hadn't really been there in recent years. So when I started thinking about possible weekend roadtrips recently and remembered what I had heard about Thunder Over Louisville, it popped up on my radar and I planned a visit there to see some awesome fireworks. But my weekend really isn't what I want to talk about right now. It's this whole idea of traveling and why I love it so much.
One place that we visited this weekend in Louisville basically proved one of my reasons for enjoying to travel - the interesting people you meet. Let me present you with some examples.
Louisville, KY - Matt Landan - owner of Derby City Espresso
Ricky and I had tickets to the Louisville Bats vs the Indianapolis Indians game at Slugger Stadium this past Saturday and had planned to watch the game and then hang out downtown until time for the fireworks. Well, it was cold and rainy and sitting around watching the game wasn't too pleasant, so we left after about two innings and headed to Browning's Brewery which is actually inside the stadium as well. We were on our iPhones checking out places in the area to possibly visit to kill some time, and I discovered Derby City Espresso. I checked out their website and thought it sounded like a pretty interesting place, so we stopped by. Turns out this little storefront coffee shop is actually one of the coolest places in Louisville. You walk in and are surrounded by pop culture stuff all over the wall - giant beer caps, a Boba Fett helmet, tons of stuff that will occupy your time just sitting there and looking around at it all in fascination. But the coolest thing about Derby City Espresso is actually its owner, Matt. Matt is in his 30's and has traveled the world and lived in a few other countries. But somehow he wound up back in Louisville and after getting tired of the corporate world, decided to open a coffee shop/bar downtown. Matt is the only employee, so if there is someone behind the counter when you walk in, you know it's probably him. He also lives in the same building as the coffee shop. He's a nice guy, but don't give him any crap. Just definitely visit Derby City Espresso if you are in Louisville and go chat with him for a bit. He seems like someone worth getting to know, and I'm sure he has plenty of stories he could tell you.
St. Petersburg, Russia - Sophia, the girl I met on the street
On our very first night in Russia, we went out to eat in St. Petersburg. We had been dropped off at the restaurant we ate at, and there had been some confusion about whether or not to take a taxi back to the hotel or walk. So the guys ended up getting a head start on us and were way ahead of myself, our professor, and the only other girl on the trip. The guys actually ended up having their own adventure, which I'm sure any of them would be happy to offer you some (but not all) details about if you asked. But while the three of us are walking back to the hotel along Nevsky Prospekt, the main street in St. Petersburg, a girl, probably in her 20's, came up and asked me (in English) if we were Americans. She'd heard some of our conversation and could obviously tell. I carried on a conversation with her for several blocks, until we got to the subway station she needed and she had to go. She was very nice, told me she'd lived in American for a while when she was a kid and had learned English there. I found it funny that she asked me how her English was. She actually seemed to have pretty fluent English, and we had a really good conversation. It was nice to have that happen on the streets of a country I'd never been to before and didn't speak the language of at all, really. So don't believe it if you read anything about how Russians hate Americans, because it's simply not true at all.
Pensacola, Florida - the lady I met at Peg Leg Pete's
After finding what seemed like a good deal on Living Social and some discounted airfare via AirTran, Ricky and I booked a weekend trip to Pensacola, Florida in February. We mistakenly thought it would be warm and the hotel would be nice. And while we were wrong on both counts, it still turned out to be a really great weekend. We heard loud music coming from the bar next door to our hotel as we pulled into the parking lot and thought it seemed like a fun place that we might look up and check out later. Well, after looking up the Sandshaker online, we weren't too sure we wanted to visit it after all. Turns out the bar had been the center of a huge drug bust a few years ago, and there were some kind of scary reviews of it online now. However, it was the original home of the Bushwhacker, a yummy-sounding frozen drink that is now sold all around the area. So despite the scary things we heard, we were told the place was actually pretty safe and decided to venture there and at least grab a Bushwhacker. What we found was pretty interesting. First of all, there were cops there arresting someone outside as we arrived. Inside (and out, they had a heated patio) were a ton of people, each seemingly wearing something completely different. There were people wildly dressed in Mardi Gras garb as well as people dressed in pajamas and slippers. We ordered a couple of Bushwhackers from the bartender and grabbed a spot just to people watch for a while. After finishing our drinks, we decided to head to Peg Leg Pete’s, a seafood restaurant and bar just down the street on Pensacola Beach.
We grabbed a spot at the bar at Peg Leg’s and sat down to order some appetizers and drinks. Ricky ended up sitting next to a couple that he got to talking to and on my other side was an older lady, probably in her sixties, that was wearing casual clothes and tons of Mardi Gras beads. While Ricky got to know the couple next to him, I started having a conversation with her. I remember she had ordered a bowl of the clam chowder, which she said was really good there. Turns out that she had just come from the Sandshaker as well. And she had been there since 10:30 that morning! It was a Saturday, so I guess she’d gone over there for their special Mardi Gras event, which is why everyone there had been dressed the way they were, in pajamas and Mardi Gras garb. As it turns out, people in the South actually celebrate Mardi Gras as an entire SEASON, not just one day! How cool is that? Turns out most people there are very friendly and willing to chat with you, so if you’re ever in Pensacola (or probably anywhere in the South), turn to the person next to you at the bar and find out how they’re doing. You’ll probably end up with some interesting stories.
And that brings me to my point here. One reason I travel is because I meet so many interesting people and come across so many interesting stories. These three people and their stories are really just scratching the surface of all the people I’ve met and fascinating tales I can tell of my travels. And I love it! There is always something new out there, and there are people and places and cultures in different parts of the country and different countries that are so completely different from Indiana. I find it a shame that anyone wouldn’t want to go out and experience as much of our rich, culturally wonderful planet as they can. I certainly plan to!

