Monday Sidetrack: 7

Monday Sidetrack: 7

I did have a quick flash of what it would be like to try to reach anyone back home if I would happen to capsize my kayak and hit my head on a rock or something. It involved a helicopter and an industrial-strength walkie talkie that would reach Queenstown and relay my mother’s name and cell phone number seven THOUSAND miles away while I was receiving CPR and a tourniquet around my head.

Monday Sidetrack: 6

Monday Sidetrack: 6

              Today, I drank tea and felt my mind race through all the things I had finished on Friday. I knew I had checked off everything on my list, but did my list have everything I needed to do?

              Stop. You are on vacation. Relax.

              What do people do on vacation alone?