As I was looking for some inspiration yesterday, I happened upon Story of My Life’s Blogtember.. Essentially a challenge for the next 30 days to write on a topic that she has selected Monday thru Friday.
First genius is not having to come up with a topic and second genius is pushing myself outside of my comfort zone to write on some different topics. This is not my first blog challenge as I participated in the now defunct Let’s Blog Off both on this blog as well as my former employer’s blog.
So without further adieu, where I come from…
We are the sum of our parts in so many ways. While I was born in Southern California and now live in Northern California, I do not just consider myself a native Californian. Even though some of our family goes back a few generations being born in this state, I could not even imagine what our family would be like if both sets of grandparents had decided not to move to Mexico between the 30s and 60s. That’s right, my grandparents are the adventurers of their day. Principally jobs took them to Mexico, but I think their sense of adventure allowed them to see that as a possibility.
My mom and her siblings grew up in Mexico before attending college in the States. Fluency in Spanish is somewhat of a given in our family on some varying levels. I could use a summer learning Mexican slang as I am book taught “Mexican Spanish” and taught Castilian Spanish a bit more experientially having studied abroad in Spain during college. My accent in Spanish is a bit mixed at this point, Mexicans hear the Castilian and Castilians hear the Mexican. Fluency in French is an added bonus when wanting to understand that which our parents may not have wanted our prying ears to hear.
I got my first passport when I was 18 to travel to Spain. Up until that time, I had travelled on my birth certificate to Mexico as passports were not yet required. From that time on, inspired by all of the world travelers in my life, I have pretty much lived my life with the notion of have passport will travel.
Both of my grandmothers are avid travelers, traveling to places far and wide before that kind of travel was common. Amongst the places that they have been: Russia, Papua New Guinea, India, Nepal, Turkey, Guatemala, Italy, Thailand and countless others. My mom did a semester at sea before the ships were quite as large as they are now (brave soul!) and also studied abroad in Denmark.
My dad saw parts of the world in the military and later traveled with his wife and parents.
I have been very fortunate to travel with each of my grandmothers on several occasions. During my time in Spain, one grandmother took me to Paris and the other came for a visit. Right after college, I pretty much stowed away on my grandmother’s Galapagos adventure. Ok, I did pay my way thanks to saving up babysitting money, but I pretty much invited myself. And, boy was that fun! I have traveled to Asia and India with my other grandmother.
We even met her in London to celebrate our 80th and 30th birthdays respectively.
An extraordinary experience occurred this summer sitting at the table with my 92 (now 93) year old grandma, 95 (now 96) year old grandpa, and 83 year old grandma plus D, my mom, aunt, cousin, and a few of my grandmother’s friends.
We were together to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary with a lovely meal made from scratch by my 92 year old grandma.
It is not often that we get together in that grouping and I am remiss to say there is not a photo except in my memory of the evening.
Since D and I were headed on our big 10th anniversary adventure in less than a month, the topic of conversation centered around travel. It was amazing how many places each of them had been to that were similar although visiting at different times. D and I were on the fence about visiting Capadoccia as it would have been a significant expense for a short trip. Thru their experiences, we were able to rule it out for this trip.
D and I have been lucky enough to travel some place fun at least once ahead usually around our anniversary and sometimes a few extra times a year.
We have also started carrying on my grandparents tradition of meeting friends during their travels and were lucky to meet up with friends during our big trip this year.
Where I come from is a family of adventurers and I hope that I may continue adventuring as long and as fully as them.