A similar thing happend when I was 21 and stuck in the airport in Moscow for 48 hours due to scheduling conflicts. I was returning home from a 2 year trip overseas and while I was excited to reunite with my friends and family I couldn't help but celebrate an impromptu extension of my journey.
And so I ask myself: What does it mean to arrive? Is it a time for celebration? Reflection? Mourning? Why do we arrive? Is arrival not another part of the journey?
From the perspective of the spiral we do not arrive anywhere. Or rather the journey is constant...which is one of the reasons for which I am so attracted to the spiral.
The signs I look for therefore are whether or not I'm still journeying. Am I still curious and engaged in the process? Am I contributing in meaningful ways to my own learning process? Am I changing, growing, learning?
The value for me is not so much in arriving, but in continuing with meaning, inspiration and curiosity on my learning journey.