South America and South Africa

Friday was my last working day for the next five months. It felt somewhat awkward and strangely I remembered the time when I started working a lifetime ago. Life clocked in in morning meetings, lunch breaks, and overtime hours, working weeks and weekends, financial years and annual leaves. And now, five months off. Did I say that I enjoy being lazy? A co-worker mentioned that it might be difficult to get accustomed to work upon my return but my initial thought was that this will happen quicker than I would ever hope for.

My to-do-list is shrinking and the remaining items are things which are not really under my control. Eventually I could live with those if they cannot be sorted. The move from L to BS went well, however, some cardboard boxes are still crouching in the corners of the basement and the attic and picture frames are still waiting to find their new home on the walls.

The flights are paid, the scuba diving package in Honduras is booked (yes, it appeared to me that this was done in kind of a haste whilst I still want to switch into a different, slower mode), the road traffic department made a mistake when I applied for an international drivers-license and they re-issued also my domestic one (I am now a proud owner of a 12-plus tons truck drivers-license), the backpacks will be packed either tomorrow or Tuesday (some things never change).