Mauritius…not a bad place to learn.
Mauritius…not a bad place to learn.
Just a public announcement.
Man, I love my job.
It’s exciting. And glamorous. And lets me see the world.
But boy do I miss my family.
And living in California.
And meeting nice people.
And having a normal job.
I was deciding if I should leave my job before the 3 year contract ended. And even though I reeeaaalllyyyyy wanted too.
(( Couldn’t wait to. ))
I know now I should stay until the contract I signed is finished.
I cannot even imagine the joy of when I complete the 3 years here.
And I board that Emirates flight back home for the last time.
And I see the San Francisco airport and know that this time it will be only happieness experienced – and never sadness – again.
Travel is about experiencing places exotic. But the part that is never mentioned is that you are with the ones you love. Someone you can look over, standing next to you, and understand exactly what you are feeling in that moment.
Instead when I glance to the side, all I see are strangers.
And whether it be someone I have never seen before – or people I have just oeprated a flight with, it ends the same.
I take pictures.
We laugh and enjoy our selves.
But five years later, will I look back and remember who that was? Or will it be just someone I spent the day with because there was no one else.
I dont want to end this blog post on a sad note – because I consider myself lucky to have this job.
I mean, I just got back from Muaritius a few hours ago!
But at the same time, you can travel around the world and say how lucky you are, but a little part of you is somewhere else – enjoying a BBQ with friends and family back home.
(and you will see pictures later and realize just what you missed out on).
I am glad I took this opportunity.
To encounter a dream. Engage it. Discover it.
But I think this dream comes with a cost I didn’t realize
(it must have been in the fine print)
So when this chapter finishes, I can say I was glad I chose it.
Or glad it chose me.
Either way, I will be glad.
Glad I did it.
Glad I was able to live it.
But glad I can go home with this dream, nicely wrapped, and finished.
So, to end this never ending post, I will say this: Never underestimate how lucky you are. Whether you have a job that travels the world. Or a job that lets you stay at home, witness a family dinner, or lets you live in a country you love.
I know I am lucky.
But so are you.
I am going to take a moment and talk about today’s birthday girl.
My older sister, Shannon, is a rock.
She is extremely loyal to her family.
And has a memory like an elephant!
She was the mastermind behind our creative videos.
The first to introduce our family to The Office.
And she can do anything she puts her mind too (she got us on an episode of House Hunters, somehow manages a professional photography business while working full time, has a Frenchie , and owns a stinkin’ cute house).
She planned our 10 day trip to Ireland.
She loves anything tea related.
Pride and Prejudice.
And her God.
Can host an elaborate dinner – and rock it.
An epic party planner.
She’s my older sister, which automatically makes her my idol.
I luff you tweedle! Have an awesome birthday, and I hope it helps you realize how many people love youuuu ♥
(and yes, all of these pictures are over 2 years old and taken on our Ireland trip. but who cares! teehee)
The morning before my flight, the thing I was most excited about for this layover was the hotel.
It is a two story bedroom, basically a loft. Even had a mini kitchen!
But that changed as I was reading up about Durban and discovered shark diving.
In Emirates, we have a page dedicated to layover tips based on our experiences.
Its a treasure trove of advice and information,and that is where I found out about Shark Cage Diving.
I was sold!
The morning was an early start. 5am!
It was so fun to see them dump the “chum” in the water, and soon enough we had sharks circling our raft. I was beyond excited.
Next was putting a belt on each of us with a couple weights, so it could help us stay underwater easier.
After a mini briefing, one by one we jumped into the ocean and our (tiny) cage!
Do you see the little skinny fish next to the sharks in the photo above?
They are remora fish, and they can attach themselves to the belly of the shark by a sucker disc in its mouth. They eat any parasites on the shark as well as any leftover food that the shark doesn’t want. So the shark stays clean and healthy and the remora get to eat. WIN – WIN !
We were lucky it was just the four of us crew who were out that “winter” morning in Durban.
(And I say “Winter” because South Africa’s winter is a chilly 70 degrees.)
These tours can have up to 15 people and having to cut short our 30 minutes in the water with other people would not have been fun.
Durban is beautiful.
Who knew this fourth could outdo last years fourth. But it did.
Napa valley. Parades. Red, white, and blue goodies.
Followed by a true American lunch at Gotts.
With my niece, who is a total glamour girl. She loves wearing lipstick.
The day kept getting better. Pools and food and cards and fireworks.
I’d say it was a pretty good day.
Lets see what next 4th of July can come up with. Because what could top that.