Unpredictable

I was reminiscing with Kerry today about the good ole days (college) when we all of a sudden remembered something that struck us as a bit ironic...

Two years ago, to the day, we were visiting friends in Gainesville. We decided to keep tradition by going to the one of the only 2 bars we basically ever went to, the entire 5.5 years that we lived there. We were chatting up the usual patrons (probably complaining to them that we were getting too old to continue Friday nights like this) when, for some reason or another, we decided to fabricate this absurd story and share it with anyone who would listen.
The story goes as follows. Kerry and I were getting ready to set sail to Australia in my father's boat (an 18 foot ski boat names Flip Mode). We would bring Kerry's beloved cat, Hank. And we'd stock it with plenty of rum and cokes.
Now most people barely pretended to listen to our story. However, there was one patron who not only listened, but believed us as well. In fact, he spent a good 20 minutes talking us out of it because of the potential dangers a voyage like that may have.

Well I did some research. Only one vessel before has ever completed the voyage from Florida to Australia. Its approximately 30,060 nautical miles - passing through the Panama Canal, stopping at the Galapagos Islands, French Polynesia, Fiji and finally New Zealand. Sounded like a pretty epic trip to me! That'd be a lot of rum and cokes!

Anyways, 2 years ago, neither of us ever even thought of going to Australia. I never would have imagined I'd be living there for a year! Just made me realize how unpredictable life can be sometimes!

73 days until we depart.....unfortunately we will be going by plane, and not my beloved Flip Mode.