In my last reblog I explained in detail the circumstances of Uni and my new job not turning out as expected (that’s putting it mildly). But the upside was that instead of having to beg for annual leave down the track, Bill and I could plan to go overseas with our friends, nick-named Jay and Waddie for the purposes of this blog, which was created to document our travels. How nice, while it is impossible for the average Australian to leave the country, to look back on that adventure, starting with this post which was written only a few days prior to our departure.
It is not actually true that I have too much time on my hands. In fact, I have been having a quiet meltdown in the lead-up to an overseas trip. There is much to arrange. Four months is a long time to leave your ‘normal’ life behind, and the expedition has co-incided with a period in my life when I seem to have several projects on the go.
We are spending half of the travel time with our neighbours, Waddie and Jay.
Waddie has been walking around for the last six months with his head in his hands.
“Ohhhh, nooooooo. Fifty-five days with Gwen,” he moans and shakes his head from side to side, faking a migraine. “Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh.”
So I did the only reasonable thing to put the poor man out of his misery. We extended the time together to fifty-eight days. Watch this space for more stories of Waddie…
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