Approximately 100 days until I officially hit-the-road and begin touring from one coast of the country, to the other and back again. The novelty is starting to fade; instead I'm thinking what did I get myself into? Looking at the map I think it's amazing that I get to travel to so many places in Canada, that I get a once in a lifetime experience that many Canadians can only dream of but then I have to pinch myself and remember it isn't going to be a luxury vacation.
I have been through the 106 day route close to one-hundred times, at least on paper. I have familiarized myself with how many days I get off in 106...that would be 6. I know that almost every morning I will leave my hotel before the sun even thinks about rising and that almost every night I will be pulling into a hotel well past the time the sun goes down. I have come to the conclusion that winter in Toronto (which I was convinced was the going to kill me) has nothing on the rest of Canada and that, in fact I will probably be cold for 106 days straight.
I am confident that this job is going to be one of the toughest things I will ever do and that it's going to test me both emotionally and physically day after day. To be honest I am terrified and excited but I wouldn't have it any other way. I will admit that I didn't fully know what I was signing up for when I accepted this job but I am very happy that I did and in some strange way I am looking forward to being cold for 106 days straight.
