Limbo is “an uncertain period of awaiting a decision or resolution; an intermediate state or condition”. Ok so not quite 100% accurate as we are not awaiting a decision or resolution however it’s the best term I can think to how two months to go feels.
I am currently debating if this post is worthy of publishing however I am trying to keep this blog as accurate to the lead up as possible, keeping document of all feelings and progressions before we go.
I read an article the other day posted by our friend Simon who is a fellow traveler we met at university; the hardest part of travelling no one talks about. The article talks about how when you go travelling your whole perspective changes and when you come back you realise (after the initial high of returning) that nothing changed, at all, even though your whole life has been tipped upside down. And while obviously we haven’t left yet, let alone returned, that is a little how it feels. The high of telling everyone we are going has faded and despite our (Duncan and I) whole focus has changed from careers to travelling, we are still dealing with day to day life knowing that in two month it all goes. It’s a very strange feeling anyway.
Anyway, I just thought it would be a different entry and hopefully help anyone else planning on going travelling realise that this is relatively normal! Our progress is ongoing, we are currently reviewing packing lists and rucksacks. A blog to follow soon!