See, I told you I'm bad about consistently keeping up with blogs.
Long story short, after all of the car trouble on the Kenai, I was able to finish the journey home, and along the way met great people, saw great sights and did as much as I could in-between. I learned my debit card works better in Southeast Asia than Western Canada, I saw a few of the many wonders of Jasper and Banff National Parks, camped out on permafrost in the Yukon while praying to God no bears had last-minute munchies before hibernation, uncovered the real Winnipeg, caught a glimpse into the exciting prairie cities of Calgary and Regina, and caught up with old friends in the American Midwest.
And now I'm back in Texas. The Salt Lick outside of Austin was delicious, Vegas was canned at the very last minute, my mother had serious back surgery right before Thanksgiving and is recovering nicely, I got to meet the new cat (who is the biggest asshole this side of North Korea but is still cute and amazing), and catching up on movies and South Park episodes I missed over the summer (and then some). Oh yes, and searching for the next great adventure.
A nagging feeling, though, continues to pester me. I have no interest in getting involved in a relationship, yet I guess a piece of me desires that special lady. But I know it's for the wrong reasons and that my career path will essentially all but eradicate any chance of a romance flower blossoming. God works in mysterious ways, though, but at the moment, it's not something I need. Or maybe there's an underlying reason and this small little dissident mindset is a mask. Who knows with me, I'm just coo-coo for Co-co Puffs. Or maybe there's actually a chance on the other side of the river Styx that I may find someone who is extremely understanding of my career and, at the same time, won't get lonely to the point of getting her fix with a businessman, a clown, or worse, a car salesman. Stranger things have happened, like some people actually liking Sarah Palin and supporting her for a 2012 bid for the presidency.
The Mayans may have been on to something concerning 2012....but if there's any constellation, she'll probably quit after Iran farts or if a journalist asks her about her favorite pizza. As long as she doesn't pick Mr. Ed or a dung beetle as her VP, the country will be in far better hands. But then again, this is pure speculation. I foresee the odds are higher of a pig with lipstick getting the Republican nomination over Palin.
Anyway, I still want to pursue freelance photography on the side in a few years once I get a much better camera (ideally, an SLR) and take enough shots with it to produce a quality portfolio. Combining tour management and freelance photography? A good life. I've already printed out some of my best photos from Alaska, and have framed and hung them in my house. Maybe that's the beginning of a larger gallery depicting photos not only of the world but the world through my eyes and mind, a little bit of a deeper look into, well, me. For me, art is how I comfortably express myself, and hopefully y'all can gain insight into who I am through my photos, graphic design pieces and other artistic works.
Until next time, everyone! Enjoy the Christmas season!
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