This is a pix of our new home – well, of the apartment block – in KK. That’s Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, for those of you not familiar with the Malaysian love of acronyms.
And now the problems begin: what do I pack to take with us, when we might only be there 6 months? All my lovely reference books…how can I leave them behind? More to the point, how can I take them with me without anchoring my baggage to the tarmac under its sheer weight? Decisions, decisions…
And this photo is one my husband took in Kalimantan – the Indonesian part of Borneo. For no particular reason – I just like it. Those brown things are coconuts with the outside husk already removed.
Did you know that coconuts are a fruit, and that coco means goblin in Portugeuse?
Gee. The things you learn watching Jeopardy! *g*
Hi Glenda, I had the same problem always about what to pack having been an intense traveller in recent years.
Slowly but surely, I learnt to disconnect, to trust friends to guard precious things for me and to bear sentiments in my memory. I knew I would be reunited with my personal treasures after awhile but would force myself to take cumbersome objects – that I knew were a necessity like specific dictionaries and the like. (In a way, this became an education. Such a process taught me always how to pack well.) Overall, this little philosophy worked well for me. What a grand adventure you’re going to have, by the way. Good luck lots! *love*