90 days for freedom. That’s what this time is for. Finding the path to my freedom. Far too long have I lived under this dark cloud of dissatisfaction, longing, and perennial oppression (hallucinations). Now of course this time has also been of tremendous help in terms of giving me a rational perspective of life, along with the financial resources and time to put into my hobby. But we can’t let a sudden bout of reason numb the joy to be had from some mindless mud-slinging, can we? 😉 Hell no!
Right then, the tickets are done, some bookings are too. Most details are unknown. Yet. And so they might just remain for a good amount of time. Like right before the night is upon me, I might just know whether I’ll be able to make it to a hostel, or have to end up sleeping in the car that I’ll hire. Oh well, fun never came with comfort, did it? It did? Oh, hmmm… well, not in my budget it can’t. Geddit? Good! 😀
Then there’s the whole issue of equipment upgrades, new gear, old gear, weight, size, cost, yada yada yada. The whole nine yards. If you know of a way to compress 16kg. to make it weigh no more than 7, please let me know. Just don’t tell the airlines, cool? I’ll bring you a nice gift when I meet you. Promise. 🙂 And some thoughts on plucking some money growing on those nice Christmas trees wouldn’t be too bad either. That 24/1.4 looks mighty tempting. Yummm…
You’ll be seeing a lot of updates on this blog in the coming months. If you find them interesting, hit me up in the comments. It’ll be nice to hear you while I’m stumbling from one stop to another. Hopefully there’ll be some nice images to share, and a few stories to spice up all that spare time you don’t know what to do with right now. You can thank me later. Cya soon. 🙂