Adventure is in my blood. And I had been considering how I was going to 1my high school graduation. I didn't just want a small party in the backyard. I started thinking about doing a solo 2somewhere out of the ordinary. I took out maps and drew the 1,500mile route along which I would be 3 from the northernmost point in Norway to the southernmost section of Sweden. When I shared my plans with my dad, he 4 as I thought he would. Because I get my adventurous spirits from him, he was5it.
I had only been away from my home three days now, but there was an inner6 going on inside of me. Part of me was 7 and doubting whether I really could make it. The other part of me was ready to 8to myself and my family that I could do it by myself.
On the road, I met another bicyclist who was quite a bit older than I was. He had started his journey alone by bike at the southern part of Norway and had just finished. I could tell he had a great sense of 9. It encouraged me not to 10.
As I listened to my11 artists on my MP4 player, I pedaled (踩踏板) with my feet. There was 12 around me for miles. 13 ， that wasn't entirely true. There were mosquitoes—millions of them. My arms were so dotted with bites that they looked like a topographical map (地形图). But, however14 it would be, nothing could stop my advance 15the destination. As you know, adventure is in my blood.
