Well, I have now been in Portugal for over a month. Actually, I've already been here for one month and six days. It's crazy to even think about. I don't know where the time goes!
I've been workin' at the camp/resort still. I've been doing a lot of clearing away overgrown brush, mowing, and burning. It's been nice, though, and I've been able to meet quite a few people and see quite a few places.
But I'm at that dangerous point again. It's the point where everyone else looks in wonder. And it's the point where I get the most excited in life. I've been here before. Like the time right before I made the decision to ride a motorcycle 4000 miles. Or like the time I decided to call up a few friends and get a hamburger...600 miles away. Or like the time I decided to go see the ocean...10 hours away.
I don't know how it happens, but I just know that it does. One day I am happy as can be, enjoying what I am doing...and then the next, all I can think about is this new idea. Whether a hamburger or a wave or...
So it's time. haha...and I laugh. The "switch" happened a couple of days ago. And it's been time ever since. And so I am about ready to bid farewell to Portugal. She has been good to me. Very good to me.
But I've got somethin' else to go get. And frankly, it's one of the craziest things I've ever done. I don't even know if I can pull it off. But even as I am typing this, I am giddy! If all goes well, it will be a story for the ages.
If not, um, hmm...we might have to do a video feed for that wedding.
So give me a week. Within that time, I shall say goodbye to Portugal. And hello to Spain. And hopefully Spain again. And then hopefully the Netherlands. Well, sort of.
It's a long story.
I'll show you pictures when I get back.
2007-10-17 16:33:09 GMT