constanttrek
I’ve just discovered this blog by a couple doing an epic trek from London to Cape Town. Much of the writing really resonates with me, such as this passage:
For all the halts and problems, I wouldn’t change this expedition for anything. Every day when the sun drops behind the vast gravel mountains, and the stars soar far above in the still desert night, I look up and think that I must be one of the luckiest people on earth; I think of all the nights I sat in London, cooped up inside, watching adventures like this on the television and feeling a sad, weary kind of envy, wondering if I would ever get out of the work-and-pay rut and on with the life of my choice. And even though it is cold now in the night, I wrap up in a blanket and we make a little fire and I listen to Madani and MBarak sing, and drink my tea, and think that I don’t have to wonder anymore, don’t have to feel sad or envious – right here is exactly where I want to be, and I am grateful for this life every single day.
