Had this been a standard week-long holiday we'd be boarding a flight home right about now. Instead we've just jumped onto a boat across to Gili T with too many weeks to count left ahead of us.
'Hitting home' seems like the wrong phrase to use here when we're the other side of the world, so far away from it. Perhaps 'sinking in' makes more sense. Either way we're starting to realise that this is our reality for the next nine or ten months, maybe even longer if we can make our money stretch.
'Hitting home' seems like the wrong phrase to use here when we're the other side of the world, so far away from it. Perhaps 'sinking in' makes more sense. Either way we're starting to realise that this is our reality for the next nine or ten months, maybe even longer if we can make our money stretch.
It's Monday morning back in England. Two weeks ago I was probably making my first of many daily cups of tea whilst doing the obligatory 'how was your weekend?' rounds. Then I'd have sat down with my team to work out our priorities for the week ahead. Brief out one campaign, put a strategy together for another, pull an end of campaign report for another. Our lists were endless.
Now my priorities are simple. Meet new people and make new discoveries.
Just make memories.
Just make memories.
Has it REALLY only been ONE week?! xxxx
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