Sometimes my life feels like one big adventure
And I guess anyone looking at it would probably agree? There are down days, where nothing of particular significance happens, but on those days I don’t say anything, I just keep my head down and get on. But when things do happen, I blog about them, as it’s great to look back in time and it saves hours of telling different people the same story afterwards!
I look at special people in my life right now, and I think how lucky I am to have a heart that lets me be active, two legs that work, unaided, a bank manager who kindly looks the other way (or rubs his hands as I spend my savings!) and the mentality to get involved, have a go, and look for reasons why not, rather than justification to try. I could get hit by a bus tomorrow. Cliche perhaps, but recently I’m appreciating all the things I have and can do, they’re far more important that what I haven’t or can’t do. And writing about them lets me share my luck and blessings with those less fortunate.
So how much fun has the past 24 hours been??!!
I’ve started my Olympic excitement, explored a tiny bit of the South Bank, sweltered by butt off in the glorious British summer sun, got my stash and formal introduction to the games, met some equally excited and positive people (and that’s just staff, no athletes yet), been set my challenge (for a photo of me with something representing each country competing in the games) and now I’m on my way to the airport again!
Tonight, I’ll be in another country I’ve never been to before, out with more complete strangers, Anna & Orsi (the latter whose name I continually pronounce wrong, so likelihood of having spelt it right is slim to none, and I think ‘Slim’ just got on a tube towards Uxbridge, on the Picadilly line, where there’s disruption around Rayners lane…)
Anna & Orshi are rarely spoken of individually; they seem to come as a pair, like Marks & Spencer, or Bang & Olufsen, so I’m not sure what to expect really?They’re Hungarian, in their mid-twenties and are friends of a friend. So tonight I’ll get to meet them in person (people?) and find out what life in Budapest is like, from the locals.
But in the meantime, I’ve got Stansted to contend with. I’ve never been to / through Stansted and, given its one of the closest airports to the Olympics, I’m anticipating tightened security and allowing the full 2hours check-in time. Great opportunity for people watching! Might have to sample a cold beverage too…?