I keep forgetting what day it is. The calendar icon on the doc of my Macbook is saying the 23rd. I think it’s Friday?
Vacation does this, but travelling even more so. Travelling across an ocean and various timezones complicates things immensely.
Oh yeah, I’m in South Africa.
How long does it take to get from Colombia to South Africa, you ask? Days.
And what am I doing here? I’m not sure, exactly. As my mother said to me, “At a time when everyone is trying to get home for the holidays, you take off for the wild kingdom!” (Yes, she said that.) I get it. But I couldn’t go home. And I couldn’t stay where I was either. I needed to be somewhere different; to feel something different. For now, it’s Johannesburg.
My only plan is to talk to strangers. I hope it goes well.