O......M......G.......

the visa process is exhausting me! I am not even going to bore you with the details anymore. It couldn't have been a more convoluted process. Really. So we'll just suffice to say that tomorrow... TOMORROW, i think, i will be officially mailing off our applications for our indian visas. HOPEFULLY, Vancouver consular services will find all our paperworks in order and up to snuff. I think they will. I think we jumped through all the proverbial hoops that were set up for us. (and this ain't no Cirque du Soleil here people!)

All the while I am having lovely dreams about gardens full of perfectly ripe vegetables and love and very ripe red tomatoes..... hmmm. Anyhow. All that aside.

I don't really know if I am up to this writing stuff. I know the blog is here but... i just don't know if I have it in me anymore. Maybe i will get kick started once we get on the road. Travelling always seems to loosen the ink from my pen.

Ya, cause its not all that exciting to write about Canada, or Kamloops, when we're all here now, is it? No, we want to hear about elephants and cobras and tales from exotic lands.

I want to travel to a few more countries. I think I will, once 2012 comes and goes, work on moving south. I can write from there, and teach from there. I still want to go to the Maldives.... in the Indian Ocean, especially before it goes completely underwater (google: global warming, people). South America calls, and also just the good old Yucatan, where I have always felt at home. As well, I can add to my list: BALI, thanks to Eat, Pray, Love, the movie. But it was calling to me before that. Yup, I miss the ocean, something fierce. When I was in Van that couple weeks ago, I visited all my favourite haunts. It is fun to visit Van and go to all your old favourite spots: your favourite beach (not telling), your favourite sushi restaurant, your favourite gyoza restaurant (dead give away there) and your favourite spot to go on a Sunday morning to drink a nice coffee, eat a fresh pastry, read the paper outside, feed the seagulls and watch the sailboats. Ya, Vancouver is awesome. Anyhows, i waaaaay digress. (Ok, i give in, this writing IS fun). So I miss the ocean, yes, (there we were), so in Van I went down to my beach on a Saturday late afternoon to watch the sunset. I love this beach, its a great swimming spot as the currents run right past it, circulating clear water. It is relatively quiet and tucked away, and it is clean. On special days, there is even A wave! One wave. I saw someone surf it there once. I love that beach. Don't know why, its just the way it feels, and the fact that in the summer, you can swim there. It is beautiful. So I kicked off my sandals and stood in the edge of the water and the water splashed playfully on my feet. It was cold. There were kids. Nice kids, kids I enjoyed watching at the beach. This beach attracts interesting and beautiful people. Someone had flippers and a mask and was swimming and diving waaay out. Two kayakers pulled up and hung out for awhile. This very elder woman in a wetsuit waded in right in front of me and swam out. It was COLD, but these people LOVE the ocean, just like me. I sat down on the sand and was just mesmerized. Somehow being next to the sea and looking out at it, hearing the waves in your ears, just clears your head. Its like... your thoughts can just stop for a moment and you can rest on that sound of the sea, like everything is going to be OK. Everything IS ok. Just fine. Just you and the sea. What else do you need?