The girl behind the sign

I've always thought there's something a little bit wrong with travelling the quickest and most direct route from A to B (it's one of the reasons I hate flying). Hurrying to your destination by the easiest and most logical way misses a very significant point: the journey.
Shouldn't life be less about the destination and more about discovering all the cool fun things that lie along the way? I think so.
I've found that taking the alternative route (both physically and metaphorically), discarding both A and B in my life equation and discovering the amazing world that lies off the main road is the only road for me. Needless to say I haven't followed the normal path most newly qualified occupational psychologists do...

One of my very good friends Rob summed up me and my pull towards brown tourist signs very articulately the other day, I couldn't even attempt to paraphrase him so here's what he said. Trust me, this man really knows what he's talking about...

"You feel drawn to the isolated, the unusual, the quirky, defiant and meaningful.  You empathise with the awkward, the courageous, the outsider, the passionate, the geeky and the obsessed.  You side with the lonely, the ignored, the forgotten and the underestimated.  This, to me seems to be nearer the heart of why you love brown signs.  You are a brown f*cking sign".