Nope, it’s not Woodhenge or Strawhenge… it’s Stonehenge! (In case you’re unfamiliar with Eddie Izzard’s Dress to Kill, please adjust your priorities and treat yourself to the best Stonehenge humour you’ll hear all week.)
What can I say? The day was amazing. The weather was unreal (a balmy 16 degrees Celsius in February, which is hot even for England) and the actual stones, historic site, and general area were startlingly impressive.
Funnily enough, Matt lived within an hour’s drive of Stonehenge for years and never visited until now. I guess things don’t seem as exciting when they’re in your own backyard, eh? Thankfully, he had this firecracker Canadian egging him on. He’s a self-professed #Hengehead now.
Days like this remind me why the existential upheaval of living out of a suitcase is worth it. I’ve got about three months left on this journey, and I’m trying to grab at these opportunities while I still can. We’ve just returned to Brighton after time in Leeds and Leafield, and next we’ll spend a whole blessed month in Edinburgh, one of my favourite cities in ze world.
Life isn’t perfect, but sometimes a few days, a few hours, or even a few moments can be. I hope you can capture some of those, wherever you are.
What’s been going on since we last communed, dear reader?
Well, most importantly, cat sitting! We’ve started a period of near-continuous and full-time house sitting, which has been incredible so far. The hosts are all so gracious and kind, the homes are warm and welcoming, and the cats are SO! DAMN! CUTE! 😻
Forgive me if I sound like a skipping record, but if you’ve considered house sitting, just do it! It’s possibly the best way for animal lovers to travel – especially here in the U.K. where boatloads of new sits are posted daily. I’m so grateful for these amazing opportunities.
Of course, this time hasn’t all been roses. A big reason why I’ve been a bit scarce lately is the intense grief that’s accompanied the first anniversary of my dad’s death. I’ve done a lot of writing and ruminating in private to work through some of this stuff, but I just want to thank everyone who’s held me up during this time. You’re all stars. 💕
On a lighter (and existentially related) note, my birthday is coming up! Forgive my gratuitous wish solicitation, but if you wanna put an easy smile on my face year after year, all you have to do is add January 28 to your calendar. You’re welcome. 🎂
One of the hardest parts of living out of a suitcase – besides actually lugging around said suitcase – is keeping my friends and family up-to-date on my whereabouts. The most common question I get after “How are you?” is: “Where in the world are you?”
To help keep you guys in the loop, I’ve put together this schedule of our whereabouts over the next few months. I’ll try to keep it updated, so feel free to bookmark this post and check back.
We have organized house-sits and places to sleep right up until it’s time to fly back to Canada via Paris. But there’s always room for improvisation, so I’d love to hear your recommendations for places we should visit!
How do you deal when things don’t go according to plan? 🤔
Over a decade ago, when I was struggling with my career and future in general, I decided to take the Myers-Briggs personality test. There are many simplified versions of the test online, and it can be a fun and insightful way to learn more about yourself and suitable life paths.
In case you’re unfamiliar, there are four basic measures that exist on a spectrum:
Introversion / Extraversion – do you feel exhausted or energized by social time?
Intuition / Sensing – do you listen more to your gut or your trusted five senses?
Feeling / Thinking – are you an empath like Deanna Troi or an android like Mr. Data?
Perception / Judgment – do you wing it or do you prefer to review blueprints of the wing?
The first time I took the test, I was an ENTJ. More recently, I’ve become an INFJ. I’ve always been very close to the middle on the first three measures, but on the final one? I’m a Hard J. Rather than jumping in head first, I like to know what’s in the pond before I dip toe one. I like a plan.
As you can imagine, this has been challenging for me in so many areas of life. Because as it turns out, things rarely go according to plan! And more difficult still, the choices that can lead to the most fulfillment don’t often come with a roadmap. Sometimes you just have to wing it.
And SOMEtimes, you randomly hit your head on a shelf and wind up with a concussion! Sigh. Poor Matty. He’s doing fine and recovering well, but this injury has meant we’ve had to seriously scale back our activities and media consumption to focus primarily on resting.
It reminds me of when I had mono (or glandular fever for my British chums) and I had to spend months in recovery. Tough things happen without our permission, and often outside of our control. But they do provide an opportunity to slow down and practice acceptance. 👌😑👌
It’s been a long three months of travel, and to have an excuse to slow things down hasn’t been such a bad thing. Matt and I have made some great memories, but living out of a suitcase isn’t as glamorous as it may seem. And removing the pressure to be a tourist is kind of a good thing.
We’ll return to the U.K. in just a few days. What we’ve seen of Sweden, though a bit limited, we have really loved. This place seems made for people and community. Plus, as seen above, their ER was near empty when we visited! A sign of a people well cared for? I like to think so.
What’s next? We’ll be visiting Matt’s family over Christmas, followed by housesits all over England, from Minehead to Leeds. And I can’t wait to go back to Edinburgh in March. After that, we’ll just have to wait and see… which, I assure you, makes me deeply uncomfortable. 😭
It’s been over a week, and I still miss our Nuremberg kitty friends Sally and Rocky. Talk about charmers! Since leaving Germany, we’ve made out way to Sweden, starting off with four lovely days in Stockholm. Between tasty tapas and super-fun shuffleboard, we had a killer time there.
Now we’re in Gothenburg! This will be the longest I’ve stayed put since leaving Canada three months ago. We’ll be here for three full weeks, cat-sitting our new friends Neo and Smilla. Though we’ve only been here a few days, I’m already impressed by this cool and beautiful city.
Praise to the gods you may or may not believe in, I’ve FINALLY finished the Artist’s Way! I’ve had my ups and downs with this so-called spiritual journey to creative recovery… from its constant references to god to its random and often pointless tasks, I really didn’t buy what it’s selling.
I’m more excited by my year-long subscription to Masterclass, which I’ve already dug into with classes from Dan Brown. The content is engaging, and certainly more practical than the Artist’s Way. Plus, I can still look forward to classes with Margaret Atwood, R.L. Stine, and Judy Blume.
Another thing I’ve cracked into is a personal reading list. Realizing that I’m not the fastest reader (with limited space available), I’ve picked up a couple of smaller fantasy books. Right now I’m on the first of Terry Pratchett’s Discworld books, and next is my beloved Neil Gaiman.
Luggage is already stretching maximum for comfort, so I may need to offload the books as I go. I’ve considered lighting a fire with the Artist’s Way. (Seriously, “reread this book” as a final instruction was like receiving a hot poker to my backside. But somehow more infuriating still.)
In any case, that’s what’s shaking for now. We’ll be in Sweden until Dec. 19th and then it’s back to the U.K. for a while. Hope to see (some of) you then!