For the past three years I have warn the Nike Triax running watch. It sleek, highly functional, and fits my wrist perfectly. And last night as I was finishing packing I realized I have not had it since Sunday. My original plan was to time the trip from the moment I left my front door to the time I checked in at the accommodation in Australia. I was going to say, “It took me X amount of hours of travel time to get from Tully, NY to Brisbane, Australia” But why does that even matter?
I love my watch, but I am glad I don’t have it. I am living by events, like catching my flight at 1855 from JFK. There are no mini-goals in between. I don’t have any meetings I have to attend. There is no work for me to do. This is the first time I have been on vacation since I can remember; no volunteering, no agenda, no “perpetual motion.”
For those of you who don’t know about the trip I will bring you up to speed: I originally booked airline ticket on Qantas Air for a two-week trip around the Australian Outback with a group of student teachers from SUNY Cortland. In the meantime, my contract was not renewed because a national search is being done to fill the study abroad advisor position permanently. That means I have to apply for it. That will give me at least a month before I need to interview, so I am extending my stay in Australia…I think. I just found out about his 168 hrs ago and so I have had to make a lot of changes in a short amount of time.
After the Outback trip I don’t know where I am going to live here, but I have packed just a backpack and the smallest computer bag known to man. I will cross that bridge when I get there, and to change my original flight will be easy. Have you ever heard of Coach Surfing? (I forgot to tell my mother about it before I left.)