After a most lovely, and official 'last' night out on the town, many farewells and many songs danced to, I thought I was laughin' knowing that I had been hooked up with a free float plane ride straight to the ol' airport where my travels to Fiji and New Zealand would begin. Booya.
Ha, I'm a big truster of the universe and knew that everything would work out just fine. Wake up early, grab a coffee, stroll to the harbour and take flight. Well well well, little lady, there are way more exciting ways to start a trip than that.
In bed by 4:30, hilariously fully clothed and using a towel as a blanket since I've given away literally everything I own (FREEDOM) I get a little text on my phone just after 7 saying that the first 2 floatplanes have been cancelled because of the wind. Whew! One little thing that had never even crossed my mind - Mother Nature.
Super scramble to wake up my beloved roomies in a panic, needing a lift to the ferry ASAP, and sharing quick but precious kisses goodbye. Much love ;)
Of course, what else can you do but laugh. It really was a perfect wake-up call to say,
"Hey ya lil shit, be ready for anything".
"Hey ya lil shit, be ready for anything".
Like beads rolling on a tray...
sudden, ready, uninhibited.
Classic.
The ride to the ferry was a mix between disbelief, laughs, reggae music and the realization that this was the exact way my journey was meant to start. And guess who decided to show up to make sure I knew all was good and I was on the right path? Mr. Majestic Bald Eagle. Call me a hippy maann, but I have one serious and amazing connection with Eagles. Thank you thank you thank you.
Of course, everything falls into place as it's supposed to, and a BIG thank goodness for you amazing people who helped a sister out!
The adventures have only just begun :)
To the beach, boii!
haha peace out
M









