April saw me being inspired on multiple occasions.
Attempted a 13km trek on an early Saturday morning. By early, I mean 7.45am. Got myself out of bed another 2 Saturdays for trek since.
Did brunch across the border at The Replacement Lodge on a lazy Sunday morning.
Life has settled into a routine of some sort. It’s not really a bad routine. Just a seemingly stagnant one.
I got reminded again that when one door closes, another opens up. After all, you only can wake up a sleeping person. Not one who pretends that he is sleeping.
Counting down to my travels that seem a distance away.
T – 73 days to Melbourne and T – 108 days to Holla Spain!