An itinerary flew into my inbox this after, delivering the message that this was actually happening. I have had confirmation that I would be going on this adventure for a couple of months now, but always with the caveat that there might be some logistical or bureaucratic bump in the road that could derail the whole thing. Now it seems really real.
Just got the cans back from the shop with some after market decals for some extra street credit. Time for a lap around the track!… It you have no idea what I just said: I put some pieces of paper on my containers.
Well today got off to a firing start on the pledge page with some heavy hitting donations. Sending ngā mihi mahana to everyone who has put in their support with extra special mention to my awesomely cool uncle and auntie, Eddie and Jane, whose philanthropy knows no bounds.
Big thanks also going to MARKPLAN Consulting Ltd and Mitchell Rooney. Mitchell is a great guy and engineer and has worked at MARKPLAN exclusively, so I can only assume they are great too. I’m looking forward to seeing what they have been getting involved with in Vanuatu.
Now I wouldn’t say I’m a religious man, but this song has so much spirit it could almost be a religion in itself. Released in 1951, a year remember for little else, Sam Cooke was only 19 years old, accumulating inordinate amounts of soul by such a young age. Wherever the water came from, it sure was in him.
The last group discussion was held informally in the airport waiting lounge over a crafty beer. Optimism and excitement had prevailed over the prior emotions apprehension and uncertainty following a full four days of honest and open discourse. It would likely be the last time we would see each other face to face, but we were confident that we would keep in touch one assignment and share our stories.
