Five Days. Two thousand three hundred kilometres travelled (give or take). More FCR slime and goosings than I could keep track of. Indian Sweets and lots of booze. What can I say to summarize this trip? I'm at a loss for words really... Simply put, it was the most fun I've had in my adult life. Thank you so much, Sarah, for the opportunity to come with you for this whirlwind adventure. I learned a ton and had a great time being able to relax and just have some fun with dogs.
I didn't really tell many people that I was even going away, I didn't even post about it on here that I can remember. I don't know why, I guess maybe for fear of people looking at me like I have three heads for choosing to use my vacation to hang out with a whole lot of dogs. Flat Coated Retrievers even. Two days of FCRs galore; heaven or hell, that's for you to decide. Ha! That whole fear of being judged thing has been tossed in the trash along with meat and my aversion to trying new things.
I needed this trip despite that really financially it wasn't a good move to take this much time off work (even with vacation pay, I'm going to be hurting a bit for the next month or more). I hadn't taken time for myself ever. Trials, shows, family commitments; yes it's all time off but I had to do something or be something. I'm never allowed to not BE something. There were no expectations for me going into this trip besides making sure I continued breathing and being a reasonably polite and conscientious travel buddy. I think I did that adequately, although looking back I was a bit dramatic and annoying when I got bit by the wasp at the winery and there were a few moments I wasn't breathing I was laughing so hard.
The hilarity. Oh Jeeze. I've never laughed so much in my life as I did these past five days. When Sarah says look, well just do yourself a favour and don't look; it's probably something you don't want to see. Unless you want to laugh your ass off in a gas station parking lot, then by all means knock yourself out by looking at whatever atrocity she's pointing out. Actually, scratch the first part, just do the latter because holy fuck it's gonna be funny and really we all need more laughter these days. Oh and the signs. Shit, the signs. Naked man on a tractor, south park sheep, Rudolph caribou? Oh jeeze that south park sheep... Sofa king hilarious.
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| Found this on a Google search since we missed getting a photo of such an awesome sign. |
Have you ever watched your dog grow before your eyes? I don't mean physically grow. In five days Izzie became more confident, more mischievous, more bold. Five days. She played with a FCR puppy... In the rain! She scratched herself a nice hole in her soft crate and tipped over the Gyp-tent multiple times. Oh and she swam in the ocean! Tons of little things that make a difference. Izzie idolizes Gyp and if Gyp would play with a FCR or a toy in the hotel room or cuddle up with Sarah then Izzie wanted in on it too. So cute and funny.
I guess the take home message from my trip was to do things for your own self sometimes. Put enthusiasm into everything you do, be appreciative for the good things you have, take things for what they are and make the best of them, and travelling 26 hours round trip is best done with someone who one moment can have a serious conversation about life with you and the next moment laugh with you until you can't breathe about something totally random and possibly very immature. I could have saved my money and worked these five days in my mundane dead end job, but what fun would that be. I'm 20, unless some unexpected tragedy strikes me down soon I have my whole life to work. It was high time I let myself exhale and do something for me.
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." -Ferris Bueller