Tuesday, February 14, 2012

First name Peter, last name Pan

Me and Debbers!

Happy Hallmark Holiday everyone!  So it’s 7:45pm and I’m laying in bed reading Twilight on my Nook.  Am I 60 yrs old you may ask?  No, I’m 27 and extremely over this day.  I DID, however have an insanely amazing weekend so if you’re starting to feel bad for me, let me stop you right here  '-)   see right ------>





Recap:  We’ve been docked in St. Martin for just over a month now and life has become rather routine (which as we all know is not an area of interest for me).  Sure I've tried to spice things up with weekly tennis matches and Tuesday night salsa lessons...I've even started going to the French side of the islands for my pedicures,  but overall I'd say island fever is definitely setting in.  So needless to say when I saw a flyer for a golf scramble in Anguilla I rounded up the troops and away we went!   Besides last weekends getaway to Saba I really haven’t taken advantage of the proximity of these islands (they're literally like a 20 minute ferry ride away), but after this past weekends festivities I am definitely getting off this island more often!   

We used my ball twice this hole :) 
Anguilla is literally a $15 ferry ride away and is literally one of the of the top 5 most beautiful countries I have visited so far.  The food was out of this worLD and Shoal Bay (the beach we played on) is rated the #9th most beautiful beach in the world!  So needless to say I wanted to stay longer than just a round of golf, so after our golf scramble (where we placed 3rd, won a pair of Maui Jims and a $600 gift certificate - ahem ahem '-) I took a cab to meet up with my girlfriends - bless their heart they took care of everything and managed to book the most adorable B&B right on the beach!  Insert here - I truly do have some of the most amazing friends in yachting.  We laugh and call ourselves the RUN (revised United Nations) because we come from such different backgrounds, speak such different languages (literally), but we're always there for each other in those bouts of homesickness or cabin fever and I truly, TRULY appreciate them.  So back to the weekend...obviously the girls and I had an unbelievable 48 hours and after a few too many Malibu sodas and a tad too much sun we caught the last ferry back to St. Martin Sunday night.  

Shoal Bay - Anguilla getaway weekend

Unbelievable view - pics don't do it justice




But even with all the amazingness (it’s a word, ok no it’s not) of this past weekend, I’m starting to get that infamous itch.  I think it’s time to come home :(  And as much as I’m trying to fight this feeling with the justification that there is “so much more to see”, I’m also a realist and know that to even put a dent in my list would take much longer than I’m willing to give.  Australia, South Africa, Europe and the South Pacific islands aren’t going anywhere, and I’ve had to force myself to take a step back and appreciate everything I've been able to experience (in such a short amount of time).  I look back over the past 16 months and I am literally in awe of the laundry list of countries, sights, and experiences that I will remember for the rest of my life!  I crossed through the Panama Canal, twice for Gods sake!  I traveled through Thailand and Bali on my OWN for 6 weeks.  I learned how to scuba dive and have swam with a whale shark!  I now have friends on every continent and will always have a place to crash :)  I've ridden on elephants, slept with tigers, golfed in paradise, and tanned on some of the most beautiful beaches in the world.  Sure there's a lot more to be seen and I have no doubt I'd make a lot more memories if I decided to stay in yachting, but I've reached the point where I can honestly close this chapter and have zero regrets!  I miss the comfort of having my own home.  I miss recruiting (you may think it sounds ridiculous but I LOVE that job and I am so excited to get back to it).  I miss my friends.  I miss spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with my family.  I miss driving my own car (I've no doubt paid at least one Enterprise employee's mortgage).  I miss celebrating my girlfriends birthdays.  I miss girls night out, and especially girls night IN.   I know I'll look back in a year or two and think my God what was I thinking, and I'll probably kill to be in the middle of the Caribbean on a Super yacht with no responsibilities, but for now I truly believe I've gained just about everything I'd hoped to gain from this.  I now know how to stand on my own two feet...I can walk into a room by myself and not feel overwhelmed or out of place.  I know who I am (as much as a 27 year old girl can anyway) and I'm ready to start this next chapter of my life.  

Matty my Safa!
Why then am I even considering prolonging this adventure and going to the Mediterranean??  You know you’ve got a ridiculously skewed version of reality when your biggest/hardest decision is whether or not to go to the Med.   I keep waiting for the scenarios I'm playing with to become clear (to see a 'move home date' in my head), but until that point comes I'm definitely taking advantage of the final days I have left of this adventure!



And one things for sure,  I wouldn’t be where I am today without the constant love and support I’ve had from you guys.   My biggest fear in doing this was that I’d leave home and be forgotten (I can’t believe I’m saying this ‘out loud’!).  The little girl in me was scared that everyone would move on and forget about me…that when I decided to come home I'd have nothing to come home to.  But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from moving away it's that absence really does make the heart grow fonder.  Although I haven't physically been with you guys, all of the e-mails, skype sessions, and facebook posts/messages have allowed me to feel your love despite the distance.  I feel blessed to have some of the most caring, selfless, and supportive friends & family a girl could ask for.  I love you guys and I hope you know not a days goes by where I'm not missing and appreciating the hell out of you :)  I'm running out of steam and my new Stew arrives tomorrow so I'd better say goodnight.  Until next time - luff luff!!

xoxo,
mE

"When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end" - on the 1st page of my new book


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