Travelling Story [-1-]

I love traveling. This is one of my passions. When I am not traveling, I spend my Sunday mornings (when my darling will run) to walk on the travel sites, just for fun.

I love so much planning and preparation of the trip as the trip itself I think! I'm still ahead, I prepare in advance lists of what I take away not to forget anything. As I always try to have my little bag in the cabin, all the clothes I choose wisely.

This time it's different. When my darling asked me to accompany him to Haiti I immediately accepted, always open to new adventures. I thought it would do me good to get out of Europe and see what is happening in poorer countries. A trainer trip but rather on a completely different level.

But as the date progressed, I start stressing and wondering if it was a real good idea or just a crazy idea. In fact, last week did not help. As JF left a week before I was left alone with the children at home until Saturday. As is always the case with children, Wednesday night, my youngest started making a high fever. He did not sleep all night. Thursday, I decided to consult: tonsillitis. Thursday night, fetching my daughter from school, returning from his club alpine skiing, enceignante notify me that my pressure cooker has a bad fall and complained of headaches. Any worries, I put my dial at 2:00 all night to wake regularly. The headaches persisted, so that Saturday I went to the emergency. Diagnosis: concussion. Trauma is light but still, it must be based and that the monitors closely. I confess that when I returned home to 1h00am after going to the emergency room, I had a moment of discouragement. I would be sitting and I could have wept. But hey, it would have absolutely given anything and nothing changed the situation. I opted for a beer!

I still questioned my trip. I felt terribly guilty leaving. At the same time, my casserole is in good hands. Having chatted with my mother and my mother (who told me the same thing), I decided to leave. At worst, if there is something urgent, I jump on the first plane.

In addition to these stress health, I had a text of about twenty pages to write by Monday (24). Lack of sleep and stress caused by injury Juliet have made quite a daunting writing. But I finished last night. So last night I started thinking about what I should put in my suitcase. And as I've never been in southern winter (or even summer actually), I did not know what to bring. Anyway, the important thing was a jersey and a dress for the presentation I did on Thursday. Otherwise, we will work out well !!!

So here waiting at the airport in Ottawa. I am feverish, but strangely calmer than yesterday. I like the atmosphere of airports with all the people who go around the world. After passing security, I have a deep breath and I told myself that I would live fully this unique journey!

I'll try to keep my blog as much as possible. For cons, the WiFi signals are not always available in Haiti, so it could be that it is not easy to publish. We'll see!

This story was written by a friend of mine. her name is Yassmina ETZIOU, and I really appreciate what she did. Thank you Yassmina :)