Christmas is right around the corner. To be exact Christmas Eve is tomorrow, and right after Christmas is the New Year. Now I am probably not going to be running to get a gym membership, or go soul searching, although there is nothing wrong with that. Instead this year I am planning more trips, more soap, and a lot more blogging. My ultimate dream is to set up an organisation, along with my mother, that follows in the direction that our last trip started. They say to not count your chickens before they hatch, but it is good to have dreams, and it is superb to have goals, and even better to have a plan.
Although I am getting way too far ahead of myself. So far we have had an outstanding response to the trip, and this blog. A Church has reached out to us, and offered to donate for our next trip, this is absolutely amazing. I am so grateful for the support we are receiving. Also a lady and customer of ours has spoke up that she would be interested in traveling with us. I have no idea where this is going but perhaps one day we will have group trips, if it works out that is. Soap is dangerous, and the places we plan on going to are VERY dangerous. So the security of our safety is never fully insured.
My mother and I will be doing presentations all over the Island. I don't know where exactly yet, but there will be a lot, and I will defiantly be mentioning the whereabouts of the presentations if any of you would like to come watch a live display of stage fright. The presentation is neat to see (if I do say so myself) because it has quite a few pictures and even stories that didn't get mentioned on the blog for the lengthiness of them. I will be terrified most likely, as public speaking is not something I do in large groups all that often, but it is a skill I would love to learn.
Now, the biggest hit, that I did not think would gain such attention, is in fact this blog. Yes The Green Backpack has been viewed more times than I wish to mention. It is an odd feeling when you know that a LOT of people have read about you crying in the Heathrow airport and having milkshakes for supper. Although I like it, I like knowing that I experienced the trip with so many people.
I have been asked a couple times if I am going to write a book. About this trip, or my previous trips, that trust me have some great stories like walking the Great Wall of China in severe heat and getting stranded on a mountain in Alberta, but honestly I am not ready to write a book. And I also have some other trips that I would like to embark on before I write a book, so that I could include them. You might be curious about the next trip, but some things are better kept a secret. But soon, I hope I will be packing my backpack again.
-Z
