It's been on odd going away on adventures not of my own making ... to places I hadn't dreamed of but it's been grand. Absolutely excellent, in fact.
I've spent most of these last two months traveling, oftentimes feeling like Alison in Wonderland. So ... if I haven't been exploring beautiful new locations and meeting most excellent people, I've been unpacking and preparing for the next big adventure.
Nicaragua was mentioned today but I have heard stories of wildlife I don't care to meet there and so now it is that I must prepare to face a Belgian winter ... it's here. Oh how Belgium embraces that rotten season, wringing every last drop of greyness and misery out and dumping it over us here in the flatlands. Our previous winter lasted into July, more or less, if I'm telling the story.
I feel gloomy today, as darkness began descending much earlier than I recall it descending way back in August when my travels began.
Belgians have already told me of yesterday, that sunny day I spent in Paris ... was pure misery over here in Antwerp. I feel like I should stockpile some vitamin D, and buy up all new material that slightly superb Australian, Tim Minchin, produces during this new season that I do not, in any way, enjoy.
