End of summer, beginning of fall

I don't write like I used to. I haven't had the urge or the need. Not so much writer's block but a lack of will. There has been nothing inspiring to write about. I'm turning 29 in a couple of weeks, turning 30 next year. because of this I have the urge to travel. To go somewhere off the beaten track. Well, maybe not off the beaten track, but not something so basic and simple. I've done normal package vacations before, done my partying, drinking, and general misbehaving till the wee hours of the night. I would rather try something exciting. Go zip lining in the forests of Costa Rica, perhaps even hike the Camino de Santiago. To do all these things simply because I can. perhaps I can do these things soon.