In one week my journey back to Kenya will commence. I already feel like I’ve got one foot on that plane. Concentrating on home affairs is proving difficult when my eyes constantly stray to the suitcases stacked in the corner, the passport on the mantelpiece, and the train tickets tucked into my purse.
I’m learning to enjoy the travel – the actual physical process – as well as the destination. Time was that the thought of trains and planes and airports filled me with horror. I’ve learned though. I’ve learned that there’s actually nothing stressful about a strange airport, an unknown airline, or the uncertainty of a connection. The worry doesn’t make it better, it just means you miss the opportunity to enjoy it. Even the most tedious of journeys can be enjoyable with your eyes and ears open. There are so many new experiences to have, whether that be chatting to a stranger, buying airport coffee in a currency you’ve never heard of, or enjoying the idiosyncrasies of your fellow travellers. I’m excited to begin.
Once again, I’ll be blogging as much as unreliable electricity and slow data connections allow. I hope I can paint an adequate picture so you can travel with me through my words. Maybe one day you’ll be walking the roads I describe and experiencing some of the things I speak of. I will look forward to welcoming you on the adventure.
“The world is full of wonderful things you haven’t seen yet. Don’t ever give up on the chance of seeing them.” – J.K. Rowling.