What’s nice about this situation is that I’ve got loads of time for everything. No care duties, no reading to get through, just free time, no TV to watch, nothing to plan or do.
What should I write? It’s been an uneventful day, really. Did all I had to do, without any major hitches. Friendly guy next to me on the plane. Jonathan the car rental guy a very relaxed, friendly Indian-origin guy – very kiwi. Then groceries from Pak-n-Save, lunch down by the lake and back to the airport, waiting for about 45 minutes for Steve. Great to see him again. Been nice chatting in the car and once here. Great news about Margaret. Accommodation nice, very out of the way – gravel road, 20 minutes to Te Anau.
This is a different kind of holiday – I don’t see myself getting any really solo epiphany moments. For that, I need to travel by myself. Company provides other, equally worthwhile times. Driving here we passed the place I took that photo in 2002.
I searched the rear view mirror to find it – too early for the light to be right. We drove on. Something about that photo evokes overwhelming yearning in me. But it’s accompanied by a strong sense of belonging somewhere at last. It’s hard to describe because I don’t really understand it myself. Life just continues on, relentless, inexorable. Wyrd bið fol aræd. Do I even have any influence at all on the path it takes?
