Going is easy. Leaving is hard

It is  a challenge to travel, especially when organizing it yourself, and more so when you need the extra paperwork that being a third worlder requires.  But the greatest challenge is getting things ready that are left behind.  The higher up you are on the responsibilities ladder the harder it becomes.  Most of my friends who are reading this might never even be able to dream of leaving work and the rest of life on hold for such a long time, just like we could only dream of taking off a year.

Journey to La paz Bolivia to secure Thai Visa

Heading down into La Paz Bolivia

Bullet dodged.  After we were able to resolve the ID mix-up, things went along pretty well.  Yes our Yellow fever vaccine record which we needed for the international certificate appeared in 10 minutes after a 3 dollar tip as opposed to the 24 hours it shoulda taken, but all in all preparations moving along.  Next stop La Paz to go to the Thai consulate and apply for a visa.

Shit or get off the pot!

Never been one for gambling.  Betting a buck on a futbol game makes me physically ill.  So after our all in move I glanced down at my hand and the sweating began.  We were holding no passports, no vaccination cards, no Visas, no connecting flight out of Bolivia, no permission for minors to travel abroad, and a lot of loose ends.  But dreamers dream and doers do.  So axe to the grinder we began.

And so it begins!

And so it begins a new blog which starts with a coordinating conjunction (just looked it up), our grammar always questionable at best, but so is this journey.  To travel or not to travel.  Are we really doing this?  What about school? Responsibilities?  How much time can we really take off? It's going to cost how much?  Can we afford to?  With each nagging concern, time racing by, and kids growing older the truth becomes self evident.  Can we afford not to?

We have dreamed of this for years.  Going away, far far away.  New sights and sounds and smells.  But reality has a way of holding you tight all the while the clock keeps ticking.  Then one day folly or wisdom sets in, which of the two it is depends on whom you are speaking with, and you decide you are doing this.  Low and behold Miracle of miracles.   You do.