Time To Go
It’s exactly a year today since I came back from the Holand appendix of my last travel. High time to go again.
Which is good, as yesterday Elina and I bought the flight tickets to the next destination: we are going to the Maya land.
On June 21th we will leave Tel-Aviv towards Guatemala city. 5 weeks later, on July 25th, we will leave central America on a flight from Mexico city to Madrid. After two days in Spain, on July 28th, we will return to Israel.
Oddly enough, the main thing I expect right now - even more than the Guatemalian Maya culture, the supposedly amazing archaelogical sites, the natural phenomenas (volcanoes, jungles, heaps of animals), the carebean sea, or the general backpacker experience (interesting people, connection with locals, long buses, and more) - is to compare how different travelling with a girlfriend will be from travelling alone or with friends, both experiences that I already done. Another interesting issue will be that Elina never travelled out of Europe before, certainly not into tropical areas like Guatemala’s jungles or the Careebean sea. I’m sure she’ll find many new things about herself, I wander what new things she’ll discover about me - and what I’ll discover. Until now, she keeps on surprising me with her willingness to try new things that she claims she never tried before; this should bring it to a whole new level: will she fall in love with the third world, like I did? Or will she discover that she’s the type that prefers looking at it on a television channel from a sterile living-room? I wander.
That’s about the next travel for now. Tips and suggestions are most welcomed. Besides that, I haven’t published anything in a month or so, as some of you have probably noticed.
It’s not that I haven’t written. By now, I have a bunch of drafts. It is only that I never succeeded in completing them - I either had external interruptions or couldn’t properly phrase my messages, or things like that. Anyhow, it’s been a busy period in many aspects. For example, in the last 3 months or so I saw with Elina something like 5 movies at various cinemas, 5 theatre shows, 2 music performances, and even one opera (which is actually worth a post of itself: I started writing it but never completed. The bottom line is that there’s a reason why mainly elder people go to operas). Not to mention visiting places like Masada, visiting friends, giving our families some attention, or just staying at home. Oh, yes, there’s also work and life going on the background. Busy times.
Without too much discussions, we sort of decided that when my appartment rental ends, at the end of June, we will move to live together. This means that before leaving to central america, I have to move another appartment. This adds up to helping my father moving his clinics (for his reasons, he moves his clinic, and I help him a bit in the moving process) - in this spring I move a lot.
The next thing is to go to Eilat. There are several reasons for this - diving is one main reason, I’d like to dive and to have Elina test diving as one preparation to the travel, as this affects the equiptment we will take with us; Eilat is also a good place to buy some of this equiptment. I know that Oded had been there a few weeks ago, but for his reasons Oded had now sort of cut our relations - at least, they cooled down very noticably (for example, he didn’t tell me anything about that Eilat experience of his - not that it was needed, and I probably couldn’t have joined anyhow, but still: some months ago I’m sure he would have called me about it). I have my views as to what happened, but there’s not much I can do about it. Anyhow, it can be weeks sometimes before we get to talk these days, which is a bit pitty - but everyone chooses his path in life. Like everything: you gain some, you loose some.
We still have to do the final schedule of this Eilat thingy, which proves to be a bit more complicated then I expected; we plan on the weekend of May 17th, but this may be a bit problematic due to some family issues; anyhow, we don’t have too many available dates should we try to reschedule it - look at the calendar, remember the appartment(s) I have to move before the travel and all the other obligations (the coming Pentecost holiday; or work, have I mentioned it?), and you see that I am now entering a very occupied peroid - which is good, I guess. At least, from time to time.
