I spent a day running around, refilling the gas bottles, the jerry cans for petrol (for the generator) and diesel ( as a “just in case” for the Cruiser) and placed and refilled the drinking water jerry cans. The reservoirs in the van have been turned over continually as we use the van on the shorter jaunts.
There was lots of trepidation last time, for we were absolute novices – Silver Schoolies, and although we would never be presumptuous to suggest we had graduated to Grey Nomads, we certainly have some experience to guide us this time around.
The nervousness of last time was centred around “unknown/unknowns” . Being careful to ask and take advice from “hardened travellers” still left us with the feeling of wonder of what might be from a “ground zero” (the Cruiser and Van) point of view, more than anything. Would we end up at each other’s throats, were we really ready, and lots of what if’s.
This time the nervousness is centred more around – can we actually be away for 6 months. What will the family do without us? There are other family niggles which I won’t go into but at the end of the day – they will either sort themselves out or we are only a drive to an airport and a plane away from getting back inside 24 hours. If Covid has shown us anything, uits that the tyranny of distance does not exist. Zoom meetings (or which every platform you use) are as much the norm as jumping in the car and dropping in on family and friends. The only missing link is the “hug”.
Back to getting ready.