So, right, the last few weeks have pretty much been endless writing of school reports AND preparing for South America (as well as a Job Fair for International School teaching).
What I’m starting to realise is that there have been 4 distinct stages of getting ready to go. They are as follows:
1.CAPS LOCK LEVEL EXCITEMENT
HOLY GOD I JUST SPENT WAY TOO MUCH MONEY, BUT I’M GOING SOMEWHERE NEW. What follows is deep breathing, listening to endless Spotify playlists of Latin music, and reading Lonely Planet like 5,000 times. Even a change of computer background to Machu Picchu, BECAUSE SOUTH AMERICA.
2. The Long Wait
Okay! Six months until T-Day. Four months to go! Only two months now. Then finally, with six weeks to go, time crawls to a standstill. Every working day lasts a week or possibly more. The bloody clock isn’t working, and every task you try to complete involves far too much movement to be worth doing. Menial jobs are starting to be fun. When will this endless purgatory end!!
3. The Fear
Oh. Sh*t. I just quit work. Why did I just quit work?? It pays so well, it’s so comfortable; what’s not to like. OH, and remember that trip to Southeast Asia? How great was that? So safe and warm. Oh lord the food was delightful too. Why didn’t I just book six months in Thailand? Jumping Jack Flash, another tourist mugging…
4. The Reality
Woohoo, doing what I do best. Looking endlessly at Airbnb, Googling everything even vaguely related to South America. Reading every book about the topic which comes to hand. This is more bloody like it! Death comes on swift wings who never get up off their arse and hit the road!
We’ll see you on the trails of South America. Big shout out if anyone wants to hike to Choquequirao with us!