Business Insider Australia has listed 30 Things To Do Before You’re 30 (OK, most of these things happened after, but who cares)
Run a half marathon (it’s ok if you have to walk a little).
I give up, already tripped on the first hurdle. I did walk once from Ipswich (QLD) to Willowbank (about 1/2 a marathon) – I doubt I’d attempt that sober, especially now that I’m older budweiser.
Travel somewhere TRULY exotic – anywhere that feels like the end of the earth.
Does Australia count? I’d say it does.
Buy tickets to a music festival and rage with the best of them.
Saw Magnus Uggla in Mariehamn back in 2012. That should cover it.
Go skinny dipping.
Pretty much every weekend at the cabin in the summer. This is supposed to be a bucket list thing?
Splurge on a once-in-a-lifetime meal at one of the world’s best restaurants.
Tip: try the sweetbread at Sea Horse – or Dizzy Gillespie’s signature dish, fried Baltic herrings and mash.
I imagine the seafood meal I once had in Tamatave, Madagascar was once-in-a-lifetime in more ways than one, in particular because I have no idea what the pre-kitchen twitching and post-kitchen delicious crablike creepy-crawly actually was.
A while ago I splurged on Karelian stew at Pelmenit in Harju, and it turned out to be the best Karelian stew I’ve ever had. This could be in part because Karelian stew isn’t exactly a staple of my diet.
Cook a huge meal and throw a dinner party for friends.
Again, this is a bucket list thing?
Test drive your dream car.
My dream car converts to a helicopter, a submarine, and a bobsled at the touch of a button, has Gatling guns and ejector seats, and runs on methane harvested from the atmosphere. It also has a bitchin’ sound system that plays Ride of the Valkyries non-stop in glorious surround sound. Whale skin hubcaps optional. You build it, I’ll test drive it.
Grab the microphone and perform at a karaoke bar, even if you have stage fright.
This one time at summer camp (Rel Week 2009) I sang Finland Song a capella and in spite of having to take cover under a table due to a deluge of empty beer cans, did all the verses too. I’d say that counts.
Stay up all night partying in a big city like Los Angeles, Tokyo, or London.
Are you saying Riga, Latvia is not a big city?
Watch a meteor shower.
Have done. Also, northern lights, which seems to be an endless source of curiosity for Aussies.
Go bungee jumping or skydiving – really, anything that involves heights and massive amounts of adrenaline.
I’ll see your skydiving and raise you skydiving naked.
Throw yourself a huge birthday party.
I think I have at some point, but if I remembered it, would it have been that huge?
Climb a mountain (it doesn’t have to be Mt. Everest).
Got me there.
Learn to bartend.
Grab a bottle of beer and an opener, lift off the cap, enjoy. If it’s a twist top, skip the opener. That was easy, wasn’t it?
Go scuba diving – or at least try snorkelling.
Been there, done that in Australia, Thailand, and Papua New Guinea. Water was wet in all three.
Travel somewhere all by yourself. It’s not as scary as it sounds.
Two solo round-the-world trips should cover this one.
Eat something that makes you squirm (may we suggest bugs, pigs’ ears, or intestines?).
Now here’s a tricky one, very few things make me squirm. I refuse to eat any politicians.
Learn to speak a new language.
What’s the cutoff? I can order “two beers” in more than 10. Two, because then you don’t have to worry whether it’s Die, Der, or Das.
Spend a night camping under the stars.
Done in both hemispheres.
Join an intramural sports team, even if you’re not an athlete.
And the reason for this would be …? No thanks, I think I’ll pass on this one.
Splurge on an item that you technically can’t afford, but that will last for years.
What is this “can’t afford” thing you speak of?
Sign up to be a mentor, or spend some time volunteering.
Anybody keen to learn how to make a wicked chili con carne?
Go whitewater rafting.
OK, may do at some point.
Apply for your dream job – there’s no better time to try.
I will immediately when I spot an opening for a jazz listener.
Take a cross-country road trip. (Remember: it doesn’t have to be across the U.S.)
Driving around in Central Europe it’s pretty difficult to not do so by accident. Case in point: Luxembourg. Even more so: Liechtenstein. They might not count as Real Countries though.
Have also driven all the way through Denmark (a Real Country, yay SAS and Tuborg!) without once letting the pedal off the metal. Good thing the mobile home wouldn’t go faster than 110 km/h, also the limit.
Attend a major sports event, whether it’s the Superbowl, World Cup, or World Series.
Sign up for a summer share at a beach house, ski house, or lake house.
Way ahead of you, already got one.
Take a class that’s totally out of your element, like improv, golf, or pottery-making.
Most of the classes I took at Uni would fall under this category. Perhaps none more so than “Basic Course in Mathematics S 2”. Sounds innocuous enough, right? I still have nightmares of helix integrals and solids of revolution.
Get lost in a foreign country. Sometimes, that’s the best part of the trip.
Been there, done that, got the T-shirt. Although my “Lost in Helsinki” T-shirt has been lost in the mists of time.
Unplug for a full day…or even a full week if you’re feeling zen.
Now let’s celebrate.