Yesterday we went fishing for 5 hours with Jen’s Dad. We walked down Fingal Bay Beach, a glorious sheltered inlet in Port Stephens, where they shot the “Where the bloody hell are you?” ad campaign. We shared the tranqility of the ocean with seagulls, surfers, the odd dog walker and even a dolphin. The afternoon was made even more magic by the fact it was a Monday and on any other Monday we should have been at work. Oh and we caught a couple of whiting.
I sat on the beach building a sand turtle and looking out to sea. My head is so full of “I wonders” right now. I wonder what Vietnam will be like? I wonder what rice paddy will look like? I wonder what street food tastes like? I wonder if Angkor Wat is really as amazing as they say? I wonder where I’ll end up when I get back? My head feels like a bucket that is being filled by a running tap and no one has turned the tap off so it’s just constantly filling with new water and over flowing. Coming to grips with my life change is going to take a while.
