We’re 4 days away from arriving in Colombia and we started feeling the pre-trip jitters. The kinds where excitement is mixed with an impending sense of
doom misadventures to come.
Having said all that – I don’t want to toot our horns too much here – one thing we can say about ourselves: we sure know how to entertain ourselves.
Jack is a master at it actually
Give him two hunks of rock and he’d spend a good number of hours playing ‘rock wars’. This is when he’d lift one rock up high above his head and smash it against the other. The loser is the one that gets obliterated first.
But nothing illustrates our ability to entertain ourselves better than when were in Lovina, Bali.
Romancing the Queen in Lovina, Bali
Most people, including us, came to Lovina to go check out the local pod of dolphin that hangs out by the shore. But after reading accounts of those who’ve gone on this so called tours, we decided that chasing around dolphins in the wee morning hours with dozens of other boats doesn’t sound like fun.
I have a feeling it doesn’t sound anymore fun for the dolphins either.
Unfortunately, other than whoring its local dolphin population out to tourists, Lovina doesn’t seem to have much else to offer and we were left with a prospect of a whole day of doing nothing.
Fortunately, our hotel has a lawn chess set up in its backyard and we ended up playing a live-action chess, much to the amusement of that woman in red watching us (actually I don’t think she was amused at all – she didn’t crack a smile).
So yes, we are easily entertained. But would it be enough for rainy South America?
Do you know that we’re going to be in South America in the middle of its rainy season? Neither did we.. not until months after we bought our tickets to Colombia.
Hikes in Colombia’s Valle de Cocora? Most likely out. A day of sight-seeing in Medellin, Colombia? Better pack some heavy duty rain gear. Patagonia? We’ll get there dab smack in the middle of winter.
So there’s this fear that we’ll be spending the first part of our RTW trip cooped up inside hiding from the weather with only each other for entertainment.
There’s this anxiety that with the rain, our minimal Spanish, and us arriving in the middle of Semana Santa (oh yeah, there’s that too) we’ll be heading straight into one misadventure after another.
But I look at the above pictures of Jack and I can’t help but laugh
We’re going to be fine.
Somehow we’ll find a way to laugh at our misadventures, like we always have. During the time of tears and frustration we’ll just have to remember that with enough time, they often make for the best memories.
It’s a rush
Right now there’s this heady giddiness bubbling underneath both of us that drowns out the fear and the anxiety. Heading somewhat blindly into the unknowns with the feeling that things could either go very well or go all very wrong is a rush.
This is why we do it. We do it for the rush.
We’re 4 days away from an experience of a lifetime and we can already smell the (mis)adventures.
Can you smell them too?