I must admit that on the 5th to 6th day upon returning from UK,
i fell into some sort of panic and depression.
(I know some of you must be thinking, “Depressed? What the hell does she have to be depressed about?!”)
Panic about what i want to do with my life.
Depression about what i was doing with my life,
where am i going? What am i learning?
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO.
I got moody on Sunday,
and refrained from being next to Clem too much
so i wouldn’t take it out on the poor man.
I would sit down and space out and worry for hours.
And all these crazy ideas would flow through my head,
on how to solve my dilemma ON LIFE.
At the back of my head, was a nigging “What is wrong with me?”
My best guess is that after a heavenly 7 weeks of traveling in Europe
and being on such a stretched out natural high,
there had to be a balance to that.
So my high had to come crashing down.
The good thing about losing myself in this panic,
was that it set me afire to make calls and send emails on
Things That Joyce Is Planning For The Future.
Besides that, i’ve been preparing for my speech i’m to give tomorrow
to a conference of about 400 people.
Enough of that then!
Let’s go on to happy holiday pictures i haven’t posted up yet!
I just wanted to show kinda where we were
(the red line is not too accurate and i might get an email from Nir saying ‘that’s not the exact route we took!’. But i’m blogging with a deadline at the back of my head so i’ll do a better map when i’m free!)
The balloon is focused on Corsica.
Toulon is where i landed via airplane,
an hour’s car ride away is St. Tropez,
where we set off sail from.
Well, after visiting San Remo, we (or more like the crew) sailed the biggest gap we had to do on the trip,
from mainland to the island of Corsica.
They did it in the morning,
while Yishninini and i ‘slept like angels’, according to Nir.
We corrected him saying, “Pigs, you mean :p”
We had lunch on the boat,
before exploring the island in the afternoon!
I was taken aback to see a number of cows, right on the beach.
Cows on a beach..?
Okay, this might seem jakun to some people,
but i’ve never seen cows RIGHT on the beach before.
With people sunbathing pretty much next to them,
and their cowdung. Which i had to avoid.
Happy Birthday to Yishninini today!
She turns 27 on the 27th this year
The gorgeous beach towel my Aunt G got me when we went for Wicked
Btw, Dino is Yishninini’s toy, not mine!
Nir’s catamaran, christened Nakida, that we were staying on for a week.
Next cruise post – Port de Macinaggio, which is far north of Corsica!