An Inconvenience Or Adventure?

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I've been home for over a week now, feeling as though the world that I left behind in mid-September is gradually coming back into focus, like a slow loading picture. Jet-lag after international travel, has always been an unwelcome side trip for me.

The entire trip from Kona to Kandui Resort took roughly 31 hours, not including an overnight stay in Padang. It felt like The Journey With No End, though once we arrived on the tiny island off the coast of Western Sumatra, the momentum changed.

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The sound of the ferry boat's high revving engine (is there just one?) eased to a hum as the island appeared. Once the engine was off, we could hear the waves slapping, maybe even clapping.

For the next ten days there were no sirens, car horns or planes flying overhead. All we heard were birds, the ocean, and the occasional motorboat or jet-ski taking surfers out to meet the waves.

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The sun rose from the ocean,

and lit the horizon as it set behind us each evening. It's just the way it's done there.

and lit the horizon as it set behind us each evening. It's just the way it's done there.

Gradually, as jet-lag begins to fade, so do my thoughts about the grueling trip to and from the island.  All of the moving parts are blending in with the still shots. I more readily recall the silence within our uma and the absolute absence of anything I had to do.  

Gradually, as jet-lag begins to fade, so do my thoughts about the grueling trip to and from the island.  All of the moving parts are blending in with the still shots. I more readily recall the silence within our uma and the absolute absence of anything I had to do.  

Jet-lag may simply be the way my psyche chooses to tell me to hold on. Hold on to the images, the sounds, smells and tastes. Hold on to them as you step back into your world. Don't be in such a hurry, things will never be the same, anyway.

Jet-lag may simply be the way my psyche chooses to tell me to hold on. Hold on to the images, the sounds, smells and tastes. Hold on to them as you step back into your world. Don't be in such a hurry, things will never be the same, anyway.

An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.
— Gilbert K. Chesterton