One of our core values at G Adventures is “Embrace The Bizarre.” As part of the Amazing G Race at Purpose Camp (a camp where our CEOs a.k.a. tour leaders learn about the culture at G and learn how to find meaning & purpose through their work), 4 people on our team were challenged to eat a tarantula!
This experience traumatized me. The hairy legs I could handle but I totally gagged when the body of the tarantula squirted in my mouth. So gross!!! Never again!!! At least I can say I tried it once.
Last week I finalized my divorce. I met my now ex-husband at the family court office to sign the final papers and legally consent to agree to no longer being married. It was a sad day.
One of the things I found the most sad was the process. It felt like we were standing in line at any other government office. It felt like we were renewing our passports or drivers license. We took a number. I have to give them credit for being efficient.
Unlike getting married, there was no ritual, there was no ceremony. Just a government clerk behind a desk separated by cubicle type dividers. It’s not that I was expecting anything more elaborate. But I wasn’t expecting to “take a number.”
Liz Lulu 