The Adventures of Team Parker

You need sole access to a PC, none of that sharing stuff. You need a good internet connection. (Thanks Dad for the free internets!) And you need to have no other stressful, demanding issues looming over your head.

So it’s Friday afternoon, my bronchitis is finally clearing up, we have no errands to run. We’re just sitting at the house waiting for appliances to be delivered. There is almost nothing in the house. We bought a couch but it has to be made up and that takes four to six weeks so here we are on our old Weylands mat from the 1st Avenue house. I’ve tuned up my guitar in anticipation of practice, practice, practice. Sameer is playing Pro Evo on Dad’s TV after learning some tricks from Ali while we were in CT. The sun is out, it’s warm and we’re feeling generally peaceful. Suddenly, I feel the urge to blog again.

I had a major wiggins yesterday when we came in to unpack our clothing. It was quite depressing. We opened up the backpacks and unrolled our clothes and put them on hangars and then I suddenly felt this immense sadness. It was like that feeling I had when we left CT for the UK. Weird how you can go through such similar feelings in such different scenarios. In that case, we were about to embark on an overseas tour and I thought I was leaving SA behind for a very long time. In this case, we’re settling back into normality after bouncing all over the place for months. Both times I had such feelings of self doubt and sadness.

Two enormous scoops of Haagen Dasz and copious hugs later, I started to feel a bit more upbeat. It’s one thing to know the logical reasons for why we’ve made the decisions we make (?) but it’s another thing to go through with the plan and accept that in choosing to go in one direction, you’ve effectively closed off all other routes for the foreseeable future. Scary wot?

Anyway, that’s it for the moment. I’m probably going to double post today but first I need to sort through the Syria pics.