Long-term travel is tiring. And at times difficult. I can’t stress enough how important it is to have a support system that is reliable and encouraging. My mom came to visit me in Rome and be there for my first marathon of the trip. We had a great time! But as they say, all good things come to an end, and she had to go back home. Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and I was visiting a friend in a rural village where I could not get service, so no phone call home. I tried to call my mother again from Nairobi today and the call wouldn’t go through. I just made it a quarter of the way through my trip, and I have already missed my mom’s, my dad’s and my brother-in-law’s birthdays. Being on the road is a wonderful opportunity but it does come at a cost. I really hate missing out on things back home. I had to hear my sister talk about the food they were grilling out for a birthday celebration while I was eating a daily diet of bread, maize, and beans.
So yes, travel can be tough at times. But my wonderful friends and family are so supportive. This post actually would not have been up today if it weren’t for my dad reminding me that I hadn’t posted anything. I’ve had my mind so wrapped up in my current Sole Purpose project and my upcoming travels to Rwanda, that I forgot it was Monday! Happy Mother’s Day Mom and thanks to everyone who has supported my travels. I’m heading to Mombasa in just a few hours. Bon voyage!