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Reason 4

  • Writer: Nik Nak
    Nik Nak
  • Nov 13, 2017
  • 2 min read

Updated: Jan 23, 2021


I think I have always wanted a sibling. Partly because moving as a kid made me feel lonely for the first time and I feel like having a sibling would have made that easier for me as a kid. Financially I'm glad my parents only had me.

The thing about me is when I really want something, I will get it.

I have a sister. Her name is Emma a.k.a. Tik Tak.

She is one fierce lady and as much as I'd like to claim partial responsibility; I know she is that way because of all the things she had to overcome as a kid. She was a kick-ass kiddo for sure.

I remember taking her to see Depeche Mode and how cool we thought we were being the only under 18s without parental units. Pretty sure we were the only people under 40.

And I'm pretty sure we went to a midnight showing or three. Maybe that's why we are so awesome because our parents had so much trust in us.

In short, I can say my childhood became complete when I had the privilege of being her big sister.

Who else would come on a random camping trip to Big Sur with minimal planning? It was the best-failed trip ever. We caught up on all the things we missed while I was studying in Australia. We pitched our tent basically right up against the ocean, so close I couldn't sleep the first night because I kept thinking the tide was going swallow us. We hiked all day and laughed till we had abs. The day ended with sunset and copious failed jump photos on Pfeiffer Beach. Oh, yeah, and jack and cokes around a bonfire. Even though we were on a cliff I was so concerned that ocean was going to drown us. Nope. It was the rain. Somehow, our rainfly had come loose in one section and our tent was flooded. Well, Tik Tak's side of the tent was drenched, I was still pretty toasty. It was raining so hard we said 'fuck it' and packed up at 4 am.

My friend Fucking Matt (you'll probably hear about him later) told me that we had to drive up Nacimiento before we go. So we did. At 4:30 am. In complete darkness. And Rain. After like an hour we parked and slept till the sun rose. Still, couldn't see shit because the fog was thicker than anything I had ever seen. So we gave up and drove home. Nature had kicked our asses but it was ok because we're together.

To this day, I have a sister to talk to and travel with and I couldn't be more stoked about her love of travel. I can maybe take some credit for this.

She actually called me last night about her upcoming trip to Paris. I could be more proud of her determination to stick to her guns and go. Stick with your gut Sis and do what feels good.

I look forward to meeting up at the end of summer and comparing travel tales and eventually one day traveling internationally with her.

This is why I keep living. Because I am loved. Because I love her too much to let her live a life without me.

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