When you’re travelling I think it’s fair to say that in many ways you’re more aware of the passing of time than when you’re at home. You’re maybe in a far away place enjoying yourself, trying not to think about the return to work, the office, or the routines that give life its clockwork motion. You’re aware that this time is somehow more precious and each moment should be spent wisely.
I’ve been ‘on the road’ in one form or another for over a year now. It’s been anything but clockwork, and while I’ve loved the adventure I can appreciate that there is a certain comfort to clockwork which I have missed on occasions.
My time in Australia is drawing to a close now, and today was that bonus day that you get every leap year. The final day of February is the official last day of summer here, and this being a leap year, summer is a day longer than it ordinarily is. That sounds like a bonus to me, and having paid little attention to this extra day before, today it felt very much like a freebie.
As the season changes here from summer to autumn, I’m heading into my final days ‘down under.’ In just a few short weeks I’ll be on a plane leaving this country, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back in these parts again. So today I enjoyed what felt like a bonus day in Australia, a gift granted to me by the Gods of time and the saints of good fortune.