Emma is frantic! Actually we all are become a little unraveled. Time for change is coming. It feels as if life happens in little chunks, little segments. We have to be out of our place by the 20th. Time to print passport photos, you can never have too many. I spoke with Jake in Mysore today and he informed me that it is imperative that we have the photos when we register for Sherath. He says people are coming every day. They expect 400 people in the Shala.
All our things are in boxes; actually it is more like 1/3 of our stuff. The remainder is being donated to whoever comes to our farewell party. Then we are on the road. Heading down south to Mollymook for Chrissy with the fam. Then to Peat's Ridge for the music festival. We need to stay occupied until the 9th, when we fly out.
I keep running into people I have come to know in my 5 years here in Sydney. It is strange to feel that I may never see them again. This is just the way it is when one sets off on the road.