Home again

My last week in Yukon Territory made me wish that I had more money and time to get outside of Whitehorse a bit more than I was able to. There's so much beauty that I missed because of my minuscule travel budget and limited time. It makes me a bit sad because I can't see myself going back anytime soon with so many other places in the world left to see. 

Regardless, it was a great experience and I'm very happy that I made the journey. It gave me perspective and this is the first time in awhile that I am thrilled to be home in Southern Ontario. I missed Ontario's diverse flora and fauna, warm summer nights (mainly darkness, 24-hours of daylight is magical but fatiguing) and, of course, my dog.

Now that I am home, I am still looking for work in the nonprofit world. Though, I am beginning to think that maybe I should work somewhere where I am decently paid to save my money to do what I believe in during vacation time, sorta vagabond style, rather than dedicating my entire career and life to a particular type of work. It's something that I've been toying with for the past few months, but I have also spent the last five to ten years going after a particular career that I am having trouble letting go of that idea. We'll see.

Chase vehicle and balloon disappearing into the clouds 

For right now, I have a pretty cool job chasing a hot air balloon twice a day, seven days a week. Launch is usually around 6am and 7pm, and as a result my sleep pattern is broken and irregular. But, that's the worst part of this job. I work with good and interesting people, have about an hour of real work per flight, see sunrise and sunset daily, drink a glass of champagne after each flight and chase a hot air balloon around the Kitchener-Waterloo countryside. Cool. I might even go work a balloon festival in New Mexico in a couple months, but I haven't decided if that's a good move for me yet.