They say that you haven’t really travelled until you have lost something while you were doing it. It didn’t take me long after getting to NZ to lose something. I Left my deck of cards, some brunch bars and a lunch container in Raglan after only being in NZ for about a week. I’ve lost my favourite shirt to sleep in someplace between Queenstown, Invercargill and Milford. Since being in Queenstown I have lost one of my favourite necklaces, I believe it is at Nomads some place. The thing that I’m most upset about losing however is the NZ guide that my amazing friend Laura had given me! She had written in and I had been writing in it along the way. Laura…. I was loving that book. Not only because it was a very thoughtful gift from you but I was well on my way to completing the top ten things to do in NZ list it contained. I had been writing on the pages and dating when I had done each thing. I’m sure I can get another one and replace it, but there is no point as it just won’t be the same. I guess maybe in other cases this is the best part of losing things you get to replace them with something better!
These “things” I’ve lost are just the ones that I can think of. This brings me to wonder what else I have “miss placed” while in NZ.
But maybe… they aren’t referring to the material things that you lose but also the emotional, more personal things that you “lose”. I would have to think on some level, I must have lost some logical thinking power or something to think that it was really a good idea to “Chuck myself off a bridge” the day I signed up and paid for the Nevis Bungy!
I’d like to believe that I have lost some of what has held me back in the past from being the true me and the person that I want to be. Allowing me to have more self confidence (I hope).
I don’t know everything that I have lost on this trip. I mean really, how do you know if you lost something? What does lost actually mean? I lost it… I don’t know where it is… but someone else does… so are these things lost or just donated involuntarily to another cause? If you lost it did you really ever have it?
One thing I do know, is that I Have found myself LOST in the moment and that this must be my favourite version of the word ………lost!
Mom, I know you once may have said that you didn’t want to go and you were just going to get lost! But you know what! I can’t wait to get lost someplace again! I think almost every time I do get lost I think of the kid version of you throwing that fit … well maybe it was me… It is a good story to grow up with either way!
Right… So
~~GET LOST!!!!!!~~
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