This is the end (Paul's end that is)
Trip Start
Nov 05, 2006
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Trip End
Jan 14, 2008
This will represent the final entry chronologically for the blog. Our return to the U.S. in November was followed by a two month adjustment period of moving and settling in to a house coupled with job interviews and everything that comes along with re-assimilating into a Western culture. We have dinners with friends and family and answer the "What was your favorite place?" question countless times. There is alot of wine tasting, wine drinking and general activities of denial that one would engage in while trying to aknowledge the end of something great, but not really accepting it. Sometimes things here still seem very strange, overly complicated and very unnecessary. I hope these shifts in perspective last and I don't fall back into the rat race too much.
Well, the blissful adjustment period came to an end today much in the same way that an insect meets its' demise when colliding with a car windsheild at 90 miles per hour, abruptly and painfully followed by an overwhelming feeling of numbness. Yes, it's truly over now. I started a "real job" that came with a computer and a cubicle. Ick! If there is a soundtrack that matches the way I feel it's "The End" by the Doors.
I think about those times in South America when I wished I were home and wonder what the hell I was thinking. I may have been burned out then, but two months of home has me primed to get away and if I had the money I'd be on a jet to New Zealand tomorrow! I think alot about the past year and tell myself that "jobs are just a means to travel" and it won't be long until I'm on the road again. Cheers to all of you that came along for the ride and I hope to add other adventures in the years to come.
Well, the blissful adjustment period came to an end today much in the same way that an insect meets its' demise when colliding with a car windsheild at 90 miles per hour, abruptly and painfully followed by an overwhelming feeling of numbness. Yes, it's truly over now. I started a "real job" that came with a computer and a cubicle. Ick! If there is a soundtrack that matches the way I feel it's "The End" by the Doors.
I think about those times in South America when I wished I were home and wonder what the hell I was thinking. I may have been burned out then, but two months of home has me primed to get away and if I had the money I'd be on a jet to New Zealand tomorrow! I think alot about the past year and tell myself that "jobs are just a means to travel" and it won't be long until I'm on the road again. Cheers to all of you that came along for the ride and I hope to add other adventures in the years to come.



Comments
go for it
don't waste time working,get a job in the travel biz