Over the first 4-5 months of this year, I discovered that movement is a gift not to be taken for granted. Simply going for a walk was a bit of a luxury as I got back on my feet and tackled the slow process of regaining strength. Both of us faced this as Lindsay had been diagnosed with arthritis in both hips and we were feeling a little nervous about our 61-day train trip coming up in mid-August. But our doctor assured us we’d be fine (providing we packed lots of pain killers!) and resassured me that my pelvic fractures would be strong enough to tackle bumpy train rides. We took a few long drives in the country to test out our injured parts and slowly slowly we managed to handle more. And as I was reminded by an inspirational person, I did look back and smile at how far I had come!
With our 40th anniversary approaching mid-year we decided to take a train trip to Sydney and back – a dress rehearsal for our ‘Grand Asian Caravan’ odyssey (by train not camel!) a little later in the year. It would help us get our ‘train legs’ and balance back in action - not to mention that we like seeing the land pass beside us and enjoy experiencing the sense of distance that land travel affords. And we were practicing travelling light! It was to be a bit of a dry run.
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