I think I’ve really learnt to be patient when Dad got a job in Guinea, and we all moved to the West African country for five years. Almost overnight, I discovered that the concept of Time wasn’t the same, depending on where you lived. Time, and the importance of good timing was something that could be bent and stretched.
In Guinea, a lot of people didn’t have a watch and appointments were very approximative. For any North American, this could be very frustrating at first. A number of times, we were kindly told (not in these words) to chill out. Patience was kind of mandatory, to live a happy life abroad, and it was probably one of the most important souvenirs I brought back from that amazing time as an expat.
After five years living on Guinea’s time pacing, I think I had mastered the art of waiting peacefully without effort. Even if I was barely 16.
From then on, although my North American roots showed every now and then, I think I remained a patience Jedi.
The above picture was taken in Sydney’s airport. We were waiting for our flight to Melbourne. We had previously checked in, and almost took off, but at the last minute, the Captain had told us there was a problem with the airplane’s computer system, and they were making us change planes… Just to be sure.
Most passengers were upset. I remember thinking Thank God, you didn’t take a chance, just to be in time, Captain. We were back in the waiting lounge, most of us sitting on the floor. It wasn’t what we expected but I didn’t care. I much prefered having a lunch paid by the airline company while texting our Airbnb host to tell her we might be a little late, than risking flying in an unsafe plane.
Just a little more than a year after, thinking about it makes me smile. In February of 2020, we had to wait a couple of hours in Sydney.
For the last thirteen months, Chéri and I have been waiting to get out of our apartment for something more than an essential session of shopping.(Ok, except for my cinema session in March, but that was to see Mads. Come on, that is essential! LOL)
Yeah, Patience is the key.
And I have it. Yay me!
This year, I am dedicating my A to Z Challenge to revisiting 26 of my favorite Instagram pictures, and the memories that cling to them. If you’d like to get the full list of my challenge post, just click here.