European Tour Day 66: End of the tour
Day 66, May 5.
Well, there were other people I would have liked to see, such as my cuz’ Aaron Turner and his mother, Elaine, and Jamie Smart, and a few other people who had contacted me and asked if I could get together with them, but I was simply all filled up and just needed to be alone, and it felt glorious.
Shirley Scott, from my first Spain training, picked me up in the morning to take me to the airport and to have a meal before I got on the plane. A delightful talk with a delightful person. I’ve always liked Shirley so much. I remember very clearly a huge moment she had in my Spain training last year.
Then, just like that, trip over. Tour over! Time to check in. Unfortunately my plane was delayed an hour and 10 minutes. Way more unfortunate, I apparently told Amy I was coming in a night earlier—I got a phone call from her. She spent the night being worried about me. I felt so bad. Ugh!
Landed in Boston, from whence I started. Long lines in customs. Had to get the Silver Line (a combination subway-bus) directly to South Station, where after waiting 45 minutes, I caught a commuter train south of Boston to Sharon (the town in which I grew up), where my cousin, Jeanne had left my car for me and hid the keys.
By this time it was late and I hadn’t slept in a really long time, except for about 45 minutes on the plane, but I wanted to get home, so I took the long 4-hour drive back to Vermont. I just pumped myself with all kinds of bad stuff: an ice cream bar, a Dr. Pepper (for caffeine) and m&m’s peanuts and bit the bullet and did it.
I have taken this drive hundreds of times over the years, but from being so tired I must have spaced out for a moment because I missed a turn and went 15 minutes out of my way (and 15 back) before I realized I was off. Just what I needed. I finally pulled in to Moretown at about 1:30 AM, drove up the driveway, tiptoed into the house, snuck into bed beside Amy, and I was home.
After being on the road for 2+ months, moving from place to place, lugging my bags around, being with one great person after another, the fact that it has come to an end is unfathomable to me.
So many things had to fall into place for it to happen.
First, I had the thought because of Amy—probably never would have happened had we not agreed to be apart for two months.
Then I remember last October, sitting on the beach at Albir, Spain with Sue Pankiewicz, later joined by Sheela and Katja, kicking around the idea of whether a European Tour was feasible.
Then I put out some feelers to a few people. Then people started coming out of the woodwork, and I had more work and more places to stay than I knew what to do with.
How it all fell into place was nothing short of astounding. This trip and Tour surpassed my expectations beyond all imagination. I am so happy I did it. Now I need to recover for a while.
So many people to thank
From the bottom of my heart I thank so many people who helped me out, put me up, took care of me, and arranged trainings and seminars on the Jack Pransky Three Principles European Tour.
First, the preliminaries: All the people I mentioned above, plus Frank Gerryts for twisting my arm to write this blog and for posting them all on my website and Facebook; and my cousin, Jeanne Moss, for keeping my car while I was gone. And especially to those all along the way:
Sue Pankiewicz – Colchester, England
Karen Raimbault – Paris, France
Veronique Pivetta and Gordon Swartz – Brussels, Belgium
Jos Wielink – Rhenen and Amsterdam, The Netherlands
Mette Louise Holland and Mia Sejstrup – Soro, Denmark
Lise Dardanelle (and Natasha Swerdloff) – Trkob and Copenhagen, Denmark
Elisabeth Karlehav and Viktoria – Stockholm, Sweden
Fredrik Kinnman – Lund, Sweden
Andrea Wolansky – Ratzeburg, Germany
Katja Symons (and Bruce) – Berlin, Germany
Tammy Furey – Zurich and St. Gallen, Switzerland
Anthony Davis and Kay Evans (and Sylvie Walls) – St. Jean D’Aulps and Morzine, France
Megan and Willy Paterson (and Rauna) – Geneva, Switzerland
Monica Fava, Allesandro and Ciara Saramin – Milan, Padova and Mantova, Italy
Peppe Longo – Belpasso, Sicily
Amanda O’Shea (and Fran Stutely) – Javea, Spain
Sheela Masand and Mark Jones – Albir, Spain
Nuno Arrais – Porto, Famalicao and Lisbon, Portugal
Teal, Ms. “Wild Events”- who arranged all my transportation while in the UK
Denise Holland –West Mailing, Kent, England
Jacqueline Bennett (and Janet Lindsay) – Birmingham, England
Victoria Green – Shelley, Huddersfield, England
Christian McNeill (and Lynne Robertson) – Glasgow, Scotland
Jacquie Forde – Edinburgh, Scotland
Sue Anderson and Bernie Parks (and Julian Freeman) – Saltburn and Middlesbrough, England
Steve Adair and Tony Fiedler (and Janet Lindsay) – Brighton, England
Chantal Burns – St. Albans, England
Kirsty Hanley and Russell Davis – London, England
Rudi and Jenny Kennard – London, England
Tikun (Shoshana Kahan and Terri Rubenstein) – London, England
Shirley Scott – London, England
I just can’t even begin to tell you how much it meant to me for you to do what you did for me. I am forever grateful.
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt?
By the way, if anyone out there reading this either has the means to make a T-shirt or has connections with someone who does, please email me at jack@healthrealize.com. Enough people have actually said they’d be interested in having one that I’ve started to consider the possibility of that crazy idea.
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