Put me on my death bed right now and I would spend most of my time snivelling and trying to get sympathy. In between, if you were silly enough to ask, I would probably recount my life in journeys. Student debt to solvency, single to happily married, starting points, turning points, aspirations. You know, the big stuff. I might not mention which particular diet fads worked or didn't work. I may not remember that mistake I made at work which was not significant but for which I spent nearly an entire week mentally crippling myself. I would definitely not care whether on Tuesday 24 August 2003, someone had remembered to put the bins out.

And yet on a daily basis approximately 90% of my energy is ploughed into just those issues and the bigger picture is....well, a bit over pixelated.

This is fine, I reason. And perfectly rational. What is important however is not to let stuff I won't remember prevent me from finding the time to create the memories I will cherish.

And so....operation no regrets. Beginning with a travelling adventure. Eleven months, eleven counties, two backpacks, myself, my husband and the odd mosquito along for the ride.

Saturday, 11 July 2015

Log Fires and Food - Who Said Travelling Wasn't For Wimps? (11th and 12th July)

After a sojourn to the doctor we discover that the strange deafness I seem to be suddenly afflicted with is an ear infection, and I come away with antibiotics.

This, coupled with a general feeling of altitude related old and crumbliness, means we keep this weekend quite quiet to make sure we are in good enough shape to do the Machu Picchu hike from Monday.

We make log fires, eat cheese (that well known cure for ear infections), take gentle walks in beautiful countryside, work on blogs and novels and take a disgusting amount of sleep.

I promise that we will redeem ourselves with some hard graft walking up mountains in  coming week but for now, that's it.

We do almost nothing bar gaze at green countryside and listen (those of us with working ears) to the sound of sheep baaing and logs crackling.

How very dull.

How absolutely fantastic.
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