Day 19

Today Sam woke up, he showered, he packed his bag, he put his wet weather gear on, he slipped his aching feet into his walking boots, and then stopped as he realised that he didn’t have to walk anywhere, and he very quickly got changed so as not to be late for work.

Today Sam didn’t walk, today he sat down, and today he was normal. All through the morning at work he found his thoughts wandering back to the previous 3 weeks and life on the open road, our littlest hobo, day dreaming about the mile after mile he marched, the sights he had seen, the places he had been, the people he had met (even the ones who chased him). Frustrated with the feelings of being tied down and restricted, as if he had no direction, no place to go, Sam picked himself up and took himself for a brisk walk up to the shop for a Kit Kat Chunky.

Only now is the enormity of his achievement beginning to sink in for our celebrated traveller, but as he sat at his desk in the afternoon, he began to feel the urge. To steal a quote from a book that Sam has been reading on his travels, aptly, Around Ireland with a fridge by Tony Hawks, Sam felt that he might be suffering from G.T.D.S.A.B.S syndrome, in other words, he started thinking about Going To Do Something A Bit Silly, again….who knows where this could takes us all.