36 Hours To Go
That’s it, so far as packing goes at least. We have moved out of our apartment, away from the stadium and over to our friends home for the last 2 days of this amazing journey. In 36 hours from now we’ll have said goodbye to Green Bay and be on our way to Minneapolis, the first of many stops on our 5 day excursion back home.
I wish had a second to step back and take in the feelings that I know I should be having this week. It’s another massive week in our lives as everything changes so suddenly again. This week; the freezing cold of Green Bay Wisconsin, the living, albeit tail end of a dream, the fact that I am only a few blocks from Lambeau Field. Next week; the suffocating heat of Sydney, trying to sort our lives out, 10,000 miles away from the life we are leaving behind. I want the emotion now, not in 2 weeks when it’s too late to do anything about it.....
I took a drive over the Fox River this evening, from UWGB toward Green Bay. In doing so I noticed a marina on the edge of the water. It looked like it’d hold maybe 50 or 60 boats? With the river turned to ice though, there wasn’t a single boat to be seen. That got me wondering, where do all the boats go in winter? I’m sure they go to the home of their owners but what a hassle it’d be having to cart it back and forth each summer. With that i started to wonder, what if you forgot to move your boat and it stayed there all winter? Apart from being really really cold when did remember to get back to it, would the ice have damaged it in anyway? My mind, once it picks up on something just goes mental sometimes.
From there, thinking quite humourosly to myself, i started to wonder if like birds, they just drove themselves south for the winter? That reminded me of seeing birds here two days ago, flying around like it’s the middle of spring. Don’t birds get cold? Are they immune to frostbite? So many questions, so few answers. It’s amazing what you notice when you have nothing else to do but drive and think about the little things in life.
On a less information hungry note, I finally got my first taste of the “take a penny” phonenomenon. For months i’ve been giving pennies but i’ve never had the need to take any. For those that don’t know, almost every store you go to around here has a little dish that you donate your pennies to. The idea is that when you need a penny one day, there will be one there without you having to break a $20 to keep the shop assistant happy. Anyway, as i was saying, today i actually got to take a penny and i was really happy about it. It felt like somehwat of a second coming. I’d arrived, I’d been to Lambeau Field, I’d tried a Brat and I’d eaten at Culvers. I can now add “taking a penny from the take a penny bowl” to that list. You might not be excited but i was.
So that’s that. It’s after midnight, i’m bushed and you’re not going to beleive it, we’re flat out again tomorrow. Somebody get us home quick, we need a vacation!
I’m hoping to spend some time, if i can find any, documenting on video, the surrounding streets of lambeau Field. I think that’d be a neat finish to the whole experience. I may not get to drive the streets of Green Bay this time next week but thanks to our friend the camera, we can take them with us wherever we go.
I’ll post later on about our plans for the coming few days.
