Sand In My Shoes......

Rightooooo!

This one will be pretty short sharp and shiny!

So I went to the states for a few days! I never in my life thought I would go there. Obviously a few days over Easter doesn't do it justice, so I will have to go back again properly, but I couldn't believe how much of a giant stereotype it was. Seriously, poor black people standing on corners, booty dancing in clubs, over the top insincere customer service, fat people, everything.

Not to say it was bad though, Seattle was quite cool, plus I got to see RADIOHEAD!
On the way back though I sort of got boned over. 90% of the time things always work out for me when travelling. This time not so much. After copping shit from people at the hostel for only booking my buses and ferries the night before I left (and 1 hour before going out) I got to America with no dramas. On the way back though, I mistakenly presumed that America would be like every other country in the world and the transport system would link up with each other. This is not the case in the states....

So after catching the very first bus from Seattle to Port Angeles (tiny ferry town on the peninsula) I had missed the very last ferry to Victoria by 2 hours. So I had to stay in hicksville on Easter weekend. Exciting times were had.... :/

Ok so after that I came home and worked a few arvo shifts and tried to spend time with Mandy for her last few days in BC before she headed off on Friday.

People tend to think that if you're travelling, you're either in a long term relationship travelling together, or you're screwing around whenever you can.
As most people that know me would know, I'm not one for one nighters, I enjoy things a lot more when I get to know girls a bit more and make a connection.

Either way, it's a nice feeling to share time with someone you like, even if you know it's not going to go anywhere or get serious. When you do finally go your separate way's, it can still feel like a break up, even if you never went out officially in the first place. It's a weird feeling, but an awesome one.

Looking back in years to come, hopefully both people will only have fond memories, and even if you never speak to or see them again, you can think back and enjoy what you had for what it was and nothing more :)

Soppy shit but it's true.

Anyways, time for bed, night shift on a saturday night has this little duck tired!!

Two Days Left

It's started.

The final goodbyes are coming and I've just seen my sisters and nephews for the last time in nearly three years.

Queue emotional Ads rearing his ugly head.

It seems to be much harder to say goodbye this time around. It should be easier the more times you do it.
Maybe it's because I'm older now and have built stronger bonds with people. I appreciate the things I have in my life a lot more nowadays and perhaps I'm scared of things not being the same when I get back.

I don't know. I should be super excited right now, but I'm having trouble enjoying the little time I have left with the people I care about. I know that once I get on that plane and get that backpack on, I'll be apples.
Right now though, I think the next two days are going to be hard.

All of life's complexities should be able to be expressed through pictures of llamas.
If they can't, then the problem should not be worried about :D

AWKWARD

You can normally tell you're in trouble when you start hoping to hear from someone when they're not around or after you've only just seen them.

When that person is a friend or if the situation isn't right, it's usually best to back off for a while and let nature take it's course.

Sometimes just the simple act of getting it out there, can be the first step to moving on.

Hopefully this has just come about because I'm about to leave and am getting all lovey dovey...

Either way, it's time to back off.......

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