We’re in the middle of heady days. The excitement of making big plans, of imagining the possibilities.
More than just dream fodder.
As soon as Totem is ready, our passports and visas in hand, we’ll be heading out into the big blue again. It’s a matter of weeks that we can count on our hands.
I’ve been downright giddy. A friend of ours put it perfectly in perspective: it’s a little like a Friday afternoon. The prospect of the weekend stretches in front of you. Saturdays you live the freedom and open opportunities to your heart’s delight. Sundays, though, you have the prospect of Monday looming.
For us, these days lately are like a string of Fridays.
Soon, we’ll be heading off soon into a world of adventures, after our relatively predictable and structured time in Australia. Here we know the places we’ll get food, what it will cost, where we can anchor or moor, how much the bus fare costs, the (many) rules to follow and benefits to enjoy. By contrast, our near future includes islands without stores, without a cash economy- much less public amenities and sidewalks. It’s going to be wildly unpredictable. It’s going to be SO EXCITING.
It’s Friday, and a long weekend awaits.