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  • Writer's pictureSheri McGuinn

Comfort Zone vs. Danger Zone

Updated: Dec 14, 2020

Huacachina Oasis

I most definitely slipped out of my comfort zone into the danger zone last weekend.

Neither riding an open vehicle over cliffs in mountainous sand dunes nor boarding down black diamond sand slopes had been on my to-do list, but it was part of the weekend package. This is another advantage of traveling with a group of people outside your own age range—you end up trying new things you wouldn’t have considered with a more homogenous group.

Obviously, I survived. The first dune buggy had major problems and a crazy driver. The replacement vehicle was newer and while we went faster, the new driver seemed more competent, even when we went straight up and over an edge that had us going pretty much straight down.

We stopped at three different slopes. The first to grab a board and head down the slope were the two girls most likely to be cast in a TV show—always perfectly dressed, perfect makeup, all that superficial stuff—but gutsy as well. They have brains, too. This may be the generation where women actually end up being paid on a par with men and filling more comparable positions.

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