Putting worry-free travels at the top of my New Year's Resolutions
19.12.2007 - 26.12.2007 -2 °C
Well, time continues to defy logical extent. Christmas time has come and gone in flash. Leaving where I left off in Albuquerque, NM, my bad travel omens only continued. I had three magnificent days in which I enjoyed a relaxing and restorative pre-vacation with family. On the things-to-do list while there were seeing over 60,000 snow geese bleaching fields white and at least 8,000 sandhill cranes, not to mention the numerous variety of ducks and other predatory birds at the Bosque del Apache. It was an absolutely picture-perfect day watching the huge winged migration towards this paradise en route to their ultimate winter destination. But when the time came from planned departure to Kansas for the big family gathering, mother nature barred her teeth and forced us to reconsider leaving in the wake of a blizzard blowing through the mid-west. So instead, we stayed on the Sandias originally cursing mother nature in vain, but in finality, enjoying the day more than any other. At night the sky was drenched in moonlight from the near full moon, only to be reflected by the snow on the ground to make for a wildly bright night under the dry, clear skies of New Mexico. The following day it was secretly planned to leave for Kansas so not to inform the weather of our intentions. As a result, the drive was painless, with plenty of wildlife to spice up the Great Plains. Of the wildlife we saw, the highlights were a bald eagle, two pheasants, and countless numbers of hawks and falcons. The ten hour drive was ultimately for a mere two days in Wichita, but the sixty hours spent there were crammed full with parades of family gatherings. When Christmas had passed, I was in possession of the final necessary things for my travels in South America: a full-sized backpack, sleeping bag, and little odds and ends that will make my stay in Cuenca for the first three months more luxurious. Now it was time again to travel, this time home to San Antonio, my last destination before going to Quito. But we made the mistake of planning the drive southward known to mother nature again, and before you know it, we were sliding through blizzards and ice storms for some two or three hours. I am beginning to hope this sort of thing doesn't continue to plague me, and every time I discount it for coincidence I am confronted with another poor traveling experience. At any rate, I am home at last, ready to pack and plan my itinerary for the next seven months.