Saturday 24 September 2016

"Not all who wander are lost" J.R.R.Tolkien

As a child I was fortunate enough not just to travel but to live overseas, growing up in a number of amazing environments, learning with a rich cocktail of people and experiencing some of the most beautiful, diverse cultures this planet has to offer.  Leaving the UK on my first birthday, my family moved to Indonesia, then Mozambique, then Nigeria.....then Papua New Guinea.  Its true that travelling broadens the mind - you may be thinking that these experiences are lost on a child, but actually these early childhood experiences and memories have shaped who I am today.
We didn't live in a compound, we didn't go to a British school - me and my sister Vikki lived as locals, in the local communities and were educated in straw huts surrounded by spiders.  We were the minority yet treated no differently.

Me and my big sister Vikki in Indonesia
Walking the streets with mum in Indonesia
This blog post title is taken from a J.R.R. Tolkien poem "All that is gold does not glitter' written for the Lord of the Rings trilogy (for the Geeks out there it features twice in Fellowship of the Rings).  It is one of my favourite quotes as it describes me perfectly.  I grew up wandering and will probably never settle - but that doesn't mean I'm lost, travelling is home to me.

Going for a swim in the local swimming pool 'yuk creek' in Papua New Guinea
The older I get and the more the world changes - the bigger the pull I have to give back, and to do something for the animals, people & environments that are fading away as the gulf between the developing and developed world grows.  I'm all for change, in fact I thrive on it, but wouldn't it be great if everyone could benefit as the world advances - without the loss of the diverse cultures and environments that exist across the world.

Big sister Vikki, me, yellow ted and the house boy in Nigeria 
Me, Vikki, Ngozi & her daughter in Nigeria
I can't wait to get back to the more rural parts of Africa to see the landscape again, feel the dry soaring heat and see the wildlife running free as it should. I'm hoping for some great views as I make my way up Kilimanjaro.  Whilst climbing this mountain is going to be a great challenge for me I am hoping to raise a shed load of money to help the local communities thrive and the wildlife survive.  My fundraising page will be up soon so please do what you can to spread the word and get people following me - I will not only be updating you on my training and planning but will be highlighting some of the vital work being done by my chosen charity along the way.

Living in the wild often meant visits from the local residents!
I now have the dates confirmed and deposit paid for my climb, its all getting real now.  The toe is on the mend so I'm hoping to get back to training soon.....but first a week of treats as my school friend Jo from Papua New Guinea is visiting from Australia.  Last time I saw her was a year ago as we celebrated our 40th birthday's together with our friends and family from PNG in Bali.  The world is such a small place, and life is too short.  Get those walking boots on and get travelling, there are many overseas volunteering opportunities available if you wanted to give back as you go!

Thursday 15 September 2016

Kilimanjartoe

Well it's been a while since my last post.  I had hoped to be updating you on my exercise, walks in the woods, plans for my trip and passing on some words of wisdom about nature, belief and focus.  Instead I'm sitting here with my feet up getting slightly worried that all my hard work to date may have been for nothing.  I'm sure I can find something positive to say though....

On Saturday I was home alone, looking forward to a lazy evening in - I had done my chores, fed the cats, changed in to my comfy clothes and was getting settled on the sofa for a quiet night in when someone knocked on the door, I jumped up off the sofa and as I walked away my big toe got hooked in the turn up on my other trouser leg (baggy lounge pants!).  I had stepped forward before I realised.... And snap!  One broken big toe.

Okay, okay, not a massive injury but as its my big toe I have been told to stay off it for 5-7 weeks. No yoga, not PT and no Fight Klub 😰😰

Since breaking my toe I have heard lots of stories of people breaking their fingers or toes in clothes related accidents so I know I'm not alone.  To respect their confidentiality I won't share any here, but let's just say I didn't know knickers could be such a hazard!! 😂😂😂😂 you know who you are! 😉 Thank you to my friend Kate for helping me out in the immediate aftermath.

So now for the words of wisdom, don't wear baggy clothes, watch where you step, slow down and be careful!  Also, everything in moderation, take a break, treat yourself, enjoy life...and a spot of rose gardening!!