Another Revolution of the Rolling Stone

I always said I wouldn't be doing a blog. "People don't need to know what I do. If I want them to know I will tell them". Never knew those words would come back to hunt me. As the author, do I get deniability?
Anyway, so here I am writing about the things that I will be doing or have done on my way to a new adventure.
Last week I accepted a position in the Statistics Bureau on the beautiful island of St. Maarten. It means a new start but also an ending to my European travels. But gosh, one part of me is happy! No more coats, no more boots (unless they are fashionable and have a fan built in), no more socks, no more gloves ... you get the point. I'm done with being cold.

Papa is a rolling stone ... wherever he lays his head is his home ... that should be my life mantra. It seems like I am always rolling to another place. Psychologists would have a field day with that statement. I know none of you is a psychologist, so I don't want to hear anything.

Ten weeks from now I will be on my way. Ten weeks is a long time but I am planning on filling it up with the weirdest things. They have to be weird and crazy. Otherwise, I started this blog for nothing.

I'll try not to bore you with the boring bits such as looking for a moving company, talking to pension people etc. But I will tell you about finding my perfect couch and the magic that happened in Ikea. To be continued ...

My first things-I-wouldn't-normally do: Queueing for Wimbledon tickets.

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