My pack is packed, pills are in little tiny ziplocks, and I only have about 5 hours of work before I can leave! But fortunately, I don’t have an early morning flight tomorrow, so I will have a bit more time in the morning as well.
Though this is from last time’s pack, the only real difference is that the lovely Libby-made purple journal is full from 2013’s walk, so I don’t have that. And no sleeping bag, no big camera, no boots.
My son Tanner flew in from Indonesia Monday night, a few days earlier than expected, to spend a bit of time with me before I go, though his real reason for coming to Colorado for three weeks is to be with a very sick relative. A wonderful surprise for me, and I’ll leave tomorrow a bit more cheery for having had him around yesterday and today.
Needless to say I am very excited to finally be off. To leave my loaded, messy desk, my constantly ringing cell phone, and my endless list of e-mails. Perhaps by Friday, when I begin the walk, I will be fully prepared for my new adventure, and I’m looking forward to time in total quiet, but for the wind, the birds, the waves of the North Atlantic coast
But now, those little last minute things still sit on my bed and on the blanket trunk. And they look like this:
So I will go now to re-sort and find a sort of final place for all. Then pay the last of the bills and do a few more business things. So Goodnight, Moon . . . I’ll be back here when I get to Irun on Friday night.