It has been roughly a month and a half since the big trip.
Since coming home on October 30th, I went on a long-planned 7 night cruise on the Carnival Splendor, which was great. Then after 3 days-I set out to go out west to California for Thanksgiving. Rather than just fly out to CA and fly home afterwards. I went out 8 days earlier to Albuquerque NM, rented a car, and visited Santa Fe, and The Grand Canyon on the way out. It was a beautiful trip. The scenery was other worldly.
And I came home on one of the final days on November. The plan was to go back to work -but I just couldn't. I decided I wasn't quite ready. I can't be in an office just yet. I have learned so much and did so much, that I needed another few months. And I can't sit at home. I hate sitting at home. The world is huge. I need to see it. I don't care it I am in a hostel with 18 others, with beds falling down on me and needing to urinate while roomates are fornicating. It beats staying home.
Friday I will go to Montreal for a final rendezvous with my girl, and Monday I start a 36 hour journey to Indonesia,. So it starts again. Back to the hostel websites for accommodations. Back packing my bags. But I gotta go. There is no choice.
