We woke up late, of course.
“It has been determined that in as little as an hour after the devastating news about the shooting in Parkland, Florida broke across US news last week, Russian bots mobilized in response…”
I woke up, overjoyed, at 08:30 — I didn’t feel exactly better, but at least I didn’t feel worse. As a precaution, I still had my now-customary dose of two Waitrose vitamin-b tablets before rushing out the door.
“Oh no.” I awoke, my throat throbbing ever so slightly. “Not now.”
I had hit the snooze button too many times, I knew it.
We were up at 07:20, refreshed and ready. We’d slept like rocks, full of Indian food — but the promise of the day made me jump out of bed. It was the first official day — our first day of the trip.
Interactions with humanity are the great unplanned part of traveling — the people who serve you, the people you bump into on the train, the people you observe out of the corner of your eye as you eat dinner.
I'm currently sitting in our dining room, our bags all packed behind me — and this is on the stereo. We've been up since 05:00 to pre-adjust to London time (which I highly recommend), and almost everything is ready for the trip.
Everyone always asks why we keep returning to these two cities, over and over again. “Why not try something else? Somewhere else?”
Mexico gave me so much in the way of inspiration — I’ve been finding ways to use those jewels throughout my life ever since we returned.
Sometimes reentry takes a week. Sometimes it takes just a moment. Sometimes the pendulum swings back and forth between where you’ve been and where you’re headed.
“Limbo day” sometimes happens to me on trips.
Demons follow you everywhere. They manifest themselves in different ways — anxiety, angst, depression, rage, sadness... These demons follow you on your journeys, just on your shoulder, ready to chat into your ear when something unexpected occurs.
We woke up at 09:00 to the sound of birds in the trees outside.
“Gotta find my way, away from this place… Can you take me now?”
Disappointment whilst traveling is almost guaranteed — inevitably, something doesn’t work out just the way it should.
Modernity is something we search out when we travel — where to eat, what to see, where to wander.
I have to admit that I was nervous about this trip on many levels — and the day prior didn’t help in the slightest.
I’ve been to Mexico a few times — but I remember very little.