Feeling overwhelmed is an understatement. I leave for Greece tomorrow.
Since booking my flights only a week ago, I have experience much anticipation on the arrival of my new action camera, and the arrival of Alex’s hair extensions. Thankfully all arrived ahead of time, giving me time to focus on other things.
I am a very drawn out suitcase packer. I like to scour every cupboard and drawer, every shelf and container, containing the copious amounts of personal property I own. I then pool the stuff I want to take and then start the culling process from there. It’s only then that i feel satisfied about my decisions of what 30kg of personal property shall accompany me on my next journey.
It was to my absolute delight that my airline allows an extra bag /10kg for sporting equipment, allowing me to designate one entire suitcase to my gear, and one whole entire suitcase to myself! After the last trip, this is an incredible luxury. With plenty of time up my sleeve, it was quite therapeutic to be ironing and rolling my clothes and using the tetris method to pack my suitcase - its incredible how my suitcase packing skills have developed to ensure i’m getting the most out of my space!
With many last minute errands, I was still holding my own up until today. The reality of saying “see you soon” to so many wonderful people pulled a few heart strings and with only a day to go I had a few tears when I threw myself into the arms of a girlfriend who came to see me this afternoon. I have no doubt that I will have a great time, as each adventure has proven to be, but there always seems to be some overwhelming emotional distress right before I leave, or right upon arrival which does subside with time.
As I near the last comforts (and winter chills!) of home, I appreciate the wonderful people who have visited me and shown me a great time since I have been home. Many laughs and many wonderful conversations.
As it goes, ‘When it rains it pours’. Today I was offered the job in the Cook Islands to which I had a good eye on. Unfortunately the start date was smack bam in the middle of me being in the Greek Islands and I had to decline.
Only two weeks ago I was freaking out about not being able to land myself a job, and next minute i’m flying to the Greek islands for the summer and turning down a job in the Cook Islands. Oh how things have changed!
This time next week I will be sharing my stories about my first week in the Greek Islands! Bring on summer!
Love and sunshine, Kassie
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