Okay folks, it’s time for your Bucket List. You know the deal, right? It’s a list of things you want to do before you die. I hope you’ve kept your items numbered should just such an opportunity arise.
I should like to meet an elephant, specifically an African elephant because they’re bigger. But I don’t want to meet an elephant that is in captivity as that is wrong on so very many levels. Nor do I long for a safari in Africa, as I’m really bad in the heat, it often makes me sick, and there is no way I could ever afford it. Clearly, this one is a quagmire. Let’s start again.
I should like to see penguins in their natural habitat. I will settle for puffins (this ties in quite nicely with the last item).
Watch big wave surfers in Hawaii, but I would be fine with another big wave surfing venue. Let me be clear: Watch surfing, not try surfing. (H/T to the Accuracy Police for the location edit)
Run five miles. It was 12 years ago. Totally counts.
Take a journey on horseback. I know what you’re thinking, but I do actually know how to ride. It was part of my über-WASP upbringing: Lessons during the school year, riding camp in the summer. It’s been a while, 20 years or so, but I’m sure that after two or three weeks of excruciating pain during which my muscles remember what to do, but lack the wherewithal to do it, everything would come back. Plus, it has a cool name: Equitrekking.
I want to visit the Maritimes (Canada’s eastern provinces) and go to Prince Edward Island and see Green Gables. I am a Canadian woman, but at one time I was a Canadian girl and I am not made of stone.
Okay, that’s five. Number six would be to convince Mr. Julien to grow and keep a beard. Seriously, it’s magnificent.