This is so random. I am sitting here in a cyber cafe in Victoria Falls, Zim. Africa. I am resting on the place that can not be compared to anything else I have seen in my life. As a Cdn girl, you'd think I"d be able to say a thinkg or two about old Nigara - but nothing.. that's the thing about this thing called travel I suppose.

I haven't opened this site since the last time I posted about my tragic moving. In all honestly I could be geeky and claim it was a lifetime ago -- but geekiness aside - it was a lifetime ago. I sorted out my life in more ways then one. Thinking about finishing packing, work ties, and living on a friend's couch make me cringe and tense just thinking about them to be honest --- so it is truly a good thing that I have had my two month anniversary of unemployment and have reached the point of absolute relaxation.

Since you last spotted me I have been to Amsterdam, England, Scotland, Kenya, Uganda, D.R Congo, Tanzania, Malawi, and Zambia. Each country has taught me something intense about the way of the world, the natural order of things, myself, and how travel is truly the best gift one can give to oneself. As I type this I hear the pounding of the falls behind me... and as I leave I will feel the spray nearly 2km from where it originates from. I don't think I'm making much sense right now, but in Africa it has been a long haul. Lots of km's have been trekked and lots of dreams have become reality. Individual encounters have changed me and dictated what I will allow and what I would never allow back into my world... I know I"m rambling, but I think I need to do it.

I will not lie and say that it has all been peachy. I am traveling with approx 30 people in a truck designed for 31. The days are super long and the truck is tight but that's what makes it special. I am no longer scared of what is in the bushes since spotting the snakes, bugs, scorpians, and other creepy crawlies. The tent will never feel like my bed at home but then again, if it did, why would have have spent a load on it?

From here on out, the pace picks up. I only have another twenty days a truly awesome place. It seems so hard to believe that this is merely the trip of my traveling adventure -- it's so overwhleming but awesome. I don't miss my old life. I don't miss my old partner. And I do not miss my work place. Thinking back - how was there ever a doubt that I should stay home instead of embarking on the best thing I have ever done for myself?

I suppose I will continue to ponder this as I leave the cafe and head off to walk with the lions as they stalk their dinner...