39 Days and Counting
39 days. I have 39 days left in Canada. Wow. Time flies. Fast!
It seems a little surreal that I’ll be flying to Bangkok, Thailand in 39 days. There are so many things to get done by then. I have sponsors to meet with and lock in. I have a crazy fundraiser to plan and put on (is that the right term? put on? sounds weird). I have a ‘To Do’ list that just keeps growing and growing. But I’m pretty sure you don’t want to hear about that stuff now.
So, 39 days. In 39 days I’ll be walking onto an airplane wearing black yoga Capri pants, flip-flops and a t-shirt. I’ll be lugging all my tech gear in a carry-on. I’ll be ready with a warm sweater (those window seats get cold!). I may even have a snack or two stashed in my carry-on.
Once the plan takes off, I’ll slowly leave Canada behind, and get ready for months of hot weather in Thailand.
Ah yes. Sun. Sweat. Street Meat. Those are the things I think about when I think of Thailand. And yes, I think of those things fondly. Even the part about sweating. No, it’s not gross. Sweat is good! Sweat forces you to drink more water, and helps with weight loss. Sweat also gives me that healthy looking ‘glow‘ in photos -I like to pretend its glow, and not sweat. The street meat is simply fabulous and I can tell you what my first dinner in Bangkok will be. Yes, 39 days before I leave Canada and I know exactly where I’m going for dinner in Bangkok. I could give you directions and a time if you want to meet me there. There being a street vendor in Nana.
39 days. 39 days of work, very hard work. In 39 days a lot of the hard work will be finished [although I will still have a lot to do]. In 39 days I will have held a stellar fundraiser and hopefully everyone will be a buzz of excitement about the Mongol Rally. 39 Days. I have a goal. There is a light at the end of the tunnel -even if that light is flashing quickly, giving a sense of urgency.
I generally don’t do countdowns. I don’t mark off a calendar with a big red ‘X’ as the days pass. I do tend to start packing a few days early though.
Although I know I’ll be eating spicy chicken shwarma within 18 hrs of arriving in Bangkok, that is it. That’s all I know.
Okay, that is not 100% true. I also know that I’ll take some time to visit the refugee families that I haven’t seen in almost 2 years. Yes. They are still in Bangkok and most of them are still waiting for the UN to accept their application for refugee status. That means a few of the families have tried to gain refugee status for almost 4 years now. This is something that would take an entire post, so I’m going to leave it at that with a promise to write more about it when I return to Thailand.
I have loved my time in Canada. There were many people who thought that returning to Canada for a few months was a foolish choice. They could not have been more wrong. Spending the last 3.5 months in Canada was the best choice I could have made. I’ve been blessed with some amazing opportunities by being in Canada. I’ve reconnected with friends and I’ve made new ones.
39 days. Wow. The countdown to Thailand begins, as does my 2012 farewell to Canada [don’t worry, I will come back].