However, a package that was scheduled to arrive two days ago (guaranteed!) threw everything off. It did so by not arriving, and by not showing any signs of arriving—as in, the U.S. Postal Service has no evidence that it exists, even though the Amazon records show that it was accepted by "the carrier" (i.e., USPS) Wednesday morning at 6:49. Turns out, there's various kinds of scans in this business, and my package showed up, sort of, in a "manifest scan," but it has eluded the actual, physical, package scan. The significance of which has been variously interpreted for me, but the upshot of which is: there ain't no package.
So. A package will arrive. I trust.
So yeah: I needed to solve this issue, and I needed to do it today. And that meant skipping my SAR trip. Which I'm disappointed about. I was looking forward to spending time with my teammates, and doing the exercise, which is a certification for the Mountain Rescue Association in search management and man-tracking. I bet they're going to have a great time tomorrow. I bet they're having a great time right now, sitting under the stars, no doubt around a campfire, enjoying good food and a modest amount (I hope) of alcohol. But especially: good company.
And yet, I can use the weekend to continue fine-tuning my plans for my trip. This evening, for example, I booked bus tickets from Ben-Gurion airport to Tel Aviv and from Fiumicino airport to Rome. While I was waiting for the latter booking to complete, the screen served up this quote, from Terry Pratchett's A Hat Full of Sky:
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.Leaving is important. I'm glad I get to. Even if not this weekend.