Onward and Upward

Yesterday we set sail and said our goodbyes to our beloved Santorini....I shall see you again soon I'm sure! It's been more then perfect the time I spent there.
I packed snacks, and downloaded a new iBook and was ready for the long 8 hour ferry. It felt MUCH longer when you don't sleep most of the way...on the way over it leaves first thing in the morning and it's great cause you can just curl up and sleep the time away but the ones going back to Athens don't leave until 3:30 pm and arrive at 11:30 pm so you'd be really screwed for nighttime if you slept the whole way.

As soon as we departed I dove full on into my new book by Louise Hay and Cheryl Richardson....two woman who are quickly becoming my favorite authors. It was an easy read and it took me into myself, my thoughts and patterns. It was so good I didn't put it down and after a few hours I'd read all 238 pages of it :).....and still had 4 hours left....ugh.
But we finally arrived back in Athens, a place we weren't so excited to see but tried our best to change our negative that's towards the city.
We booked a hostel within minutes to the ferry post so we could settle into our private 3 person rom, Chelsea, Roberto and I and we drifted off into the night.

This morning started around 8:30 as we replaced our things and Roberto and I headed for the door. I had to go pickup my temporary passport and Roberto was flying off to Berlin....so Chelsea held down the fort back at the hostel.
It was nice to ride the subway with someone as being back in Athens is was hard not to be a little edgy...especially when carrying all of your belongings when moving from place to place. But all was well. I said my goodbyes and wished Roberto well and like that he was gone.
I only had a few more stops til I reached my destination and was within a short walk to the new hostel. I dropped my things and set off to the embassy as I couldn't check in there until 2 pm. Made it to the embassy and not long before I was holding that beautiful white temporary passport in my hands. I finally feel complete. I have spent the last 13 days regrouping, resting, rebuilding my stash of electronics and finally with my passport and I reunited I was ready for the next adventure.
13 days ago I wanted to be on the next plane outta here but now....I'm not ready to come home. Now I'm thinking of the 22 days I technically have left on my backpack trip and trying to come up with a plan to stay. All I need is an income so where can I find a job?
Funny how things change....when I started this trek back in October my plan was to do it big because it's my once in a lifetime, something I have talked about doing for pretty much as long as anyone has known me. Now I can't imagine this being it. I adore travel and for the most part I feel it suits me well. I have more lessons to learn, challenges to face, people to meet and random different cuisines to try. I must find away to keep traveling....if not right away then as soon as possible.
I want to come home and visit with family and friends, give my dog a squish and maybe try to shove her in my backpack and then be gone again. Hmmm I wonder if this could become real....we shall see.
A traveller at heart and not content to sit still very long it's the perfect solution. Your world is constantly changing when you travel and some people thrive for it? I am one of them.

So with my belongings back in order I find myself with the pep in my step returned, my head held high and I'm ready to face the world. Things may knock me down and throw me around for awhile but I am strong willed and whole hearted and it sure won't take me outta the game.
Besides....what would life be if it was all just rainbows and butterflies anyway....
Cheers to that!