(This post is 2 days late behind schedule. By the time it’s published, we’ll already be in separate countries.)
Tomorrow we’ll be on a plane leaving Morocco. Separate planes that is: I’ll be heading towards Addis Ababa, Ethiopia while Jack will be on a much shorter flight to Paris.
Yup, Jack and Jill are splitting ways.
No worries, I meant that solely in our travels.
I’ve mentioned the reason on our Facebook page, but in short, Jack needs a reliable Internet for his work, and we were unable to find a place that fits his requirements and will also let me in without a visa (or at least without making us go through fiery hoops in order to get one).
So I’ll be traveling by myself in Ethiopia
This kind of sucks. We have always traveled together for the past 8 years. This will take some getting used to.
I am worried about the mundane stuff that I will, all of a sudden, have to start doing myself. Stuff I had never had to worry about before. Ever.
For example, in the past 7 months of traveling together as a couple I had never had to pay any bills whether it’s hotel, restaurant or taxi, I had never taken money out of ATM. I didn’t even hold my own passport. I had never had to worry about backing up photos, running around looking for hotels, or being the spoke person in confrontations. See, Jack took care of all that.
Furthermore, I’m nervous how I’ll like (or not like) this different traveling experience.
I will have no one to share my inappropriate jokes with and I’ll have no arm to grab when spotting something interesting. In short, I’m afraid I’d get lonely.
But others seem to enjoy this whole solo travel thing just fine, so maybe there’s something to it.
I intend to find out.
It won’t be easy for Jack either. Now he has has to pick up the slack in what usually is my department: researching destinations, hotels, and transportation options. Although he told me that he might just cheat in stay in Paris the whole time. Tsk!
It’s almost like a divorce
Trying to figure out how to split our common stuff feels almost like a divorce. I get the camera, he’s got the phone. We’re fighting over the adapters and the credit cards.
So, what’s going to happen to Jack and Jill Travel?
Don’t worry, I’ll still be sharing stories from Ethiopia and Djibouti (as much as Internet access allows) and Jack has promised to send his 1000 words contribution in the form of a picture every chance he’s got.
We’re planning to meet up again after the holidays. Originally in Turkey, then I found out that Turkey is kind of dead in January. So we don’t know yet. Maybe Jordan? Maybe further South – Madagascar? Or East – Thailand? We’ll see.
For the next few weeks, stay tune for twice the stories and twice the photos from 2 different parts of the world!