So here I am. Sitting on my bunk bed, just wishing someone would take the responsibility for my stupid mistakes. I just want to curl up and sleep for the rest of the day but that would mean going hungry. And that's not what will help me solve the problems.
Travelling alone has it's advantages but also the minus side... which today hits me hard.
I try to convince myself that it is all part of the great adventure. But at the moment THAT is not working. So of I go in search of a good coffee and I will write more when my mood has lifted
Why is it that coffee can make me so happy? Oh yes; coffee, cake AND chocolate 😀
To travel alone brings you closer to yourself. I have had to "just cope". Or "just accept". Or "just trust". Not so easy when you are like me.
I can be spontaneous and I love surprises (the good ones) but to "just trust" that everything will turn out alright or "for the best ' is very hard.
Do you know that feeling? Trying to trust but the little voice telling you not to?!
Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.
Andre Gide)
Then my little voice :"who is sailing the boat?"
Not "where are the life-jackets?"
What would you ask? Maybe nothing, maybe you have more trust...tell me the secret. To be honest ; I would not be comfortable with just trusting although many times it has shown me !! Just sit and wait and something does turn up.
Except for the time out in the mountains where I got stuck without tent or food (no coffee!!) and wolves howling not far.
I did not know what I could have done, so I wrote a message on my phone for my kids. Put the phone in 1 shoe, my passport in the other, put them in different places. Then put on all the clothes I had (rain gear), laid down. The stars were amazing.
And then suddenly a satellite link. How lucky was I to see that, with billions of stars!!!
Thinking about my life and knowing I had a good one, made me fall asleep. (As if my life is that boring😂)
Waking up at 5am. Feeling if all limbs were intact. Feeling very alive.
I walked down, found the road and after 4 hours a little 4x4 passed. The people understood I needed help (me on my knees blocking their passage). The car overheated every 20 minutes but I was "on the road" again and happy to being able to tell my adventure,sharing their lunch with me. I am very grateful for people that have been part of my life, how short it may have been. Some exceptions ofcourse!!
Just remembering that night makes everything alright again and I can face tomorrow.
I hope I can start the next newsletter in a good mood.
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