making the call

That moment when you decide to go down the path, hop on the back of the bike, turn at the corner, or even just pick up the phone and make the call is when the adventure begins.

You might end up traveling to a secluded village, having dinner with new friends, or seeing something so beautiful you've never forgotten it even though you didn't take a picture. I wouldn't have seen the ocean at night from the navigation deck of a ship, or dipped my toes in an off the path waterfall, spent the night at a Catholic school in Venice, or been treated to fresh Pistachio gelate in Italy, if I hadn't taken some risks.

Maybe that's why I picked up the phone yesterday and called one of my film heroes.