I’ve now been back for a day and I’ve not yet had time to stop and contemplate what the last 10 days have meant to me.
I do know that I’m missing the camaraderie; breakfast seemed very quiet this morning without 12 other people chatting and looking forward to the day ahead. Like many of my trips I’ve come back with a great deal to think about. This one perhaps more then any other. I’d not quite realised just how much I’d slipped back into the Guernsey Rut since returning from my trip to the States; but that is what I had done.
I’ve got some big decisions to make. I’ve faced the same questions before and I always say that I’ll do it later, or that I’ll investigate further – then nothing ever comes of it. I can’t keep doing that, and I think that I’m going to have to get my friends to push me on this, to keep it at the forefront of my mind. I know what I want, and in many regards, need to do. Now I just have to do it.
I’ve some time before the next big adventure. That will occur in September when I head to Kenya on Safari; realising a lifetime ambition in the process. I’ll of course hope to get away for the occasional weekend before that but as money becomes tighter then my options become limited in that regard. What I’ll have to do is try to rekindle the feeling that I get when I travel whilst I am here at home. In many regards that could be the greatest adventure yet.