Why is it that when we are leaving we suddenly realize we need everything?
Less than a week before I leave America for who knows how long. My blood is channeling through my veins like water through the crack of a glass. Watched videos on how to make a hammock – instead I learned how to make a hamster hammock but I imagine I will just apply the materials on a real life human hammock.
Through watching these videos I was inspired to make some sort of fishing device as a gift for Kris. I know he wanted to “live off the land” and while I didn’t quite know what that meant, I knew it could be helpful…if it worked.
- Purchase small PVC pipe and ends from Home Depot
- Attack hook and rod to fishing lure from Bass Pro Shop.
- Loop fishing lure over pipe multiple times (100 oughta do)
- Stuff extra bait and supplies in bag and shove inside hallow pipe
- Congrats, you just made a tiny DIY fishing pole.
I am trying really hard to see friends and family before I go. Of course it is going to be hard to match schedules with everyone , but I have been surprised at who has slipped out of the radar… I feel as if I have taken enough time to hang out with old and new friends …now I am so ready to just get up. Go. Leave. Never. Look. Back.
Maybe I am eager because I have been sleeping on a couch for the past week and a half, or maybe it is because I have been living out of a suitcase in that amount of time…I imagine a sleeping bag on a couch is totally the same as a sleeping back on the cold, wet ground in the heart of the country. no?
Everything is coming to an end and the thoughts on my mind are having a really hard time stumbling onto the blank pages in front of me.
I bought a 95L backpack today; hope I can fit all my luggage in it – hope it comes in the mail within the next four days. I bought a fire starting piece of flint thinga-ma-bobby today; hope I can figure out how to start a fire without matches or fluid – hope I don’t find myself in the situation in which I need to know how to build my own fire.
I am trying so hard to clear my mind so I can fill it with new life lessons. I even took a yoga class in 105 degree heat to cleanse my body! Don’t think I’ll be going to bikram yoga for a good while…
Okay…here it goes. Next stop, Auckland, New Zealand!