One day before lift off and I'm feeling suitably excited, nervous, anxious - the whole array of emotions associated with upheaval and change. I already woke up in the middle of the night last night and convinced myself that I had booked the hostel for the day after we arrive. As usual, it was a worry over nothing.
Unfortunately I wasted a day after my leaving drinks. I was to adhere to a strict drink maximum, but it's difficult when pints are being fired at you from all different angles. I personally think it was an ambush, I had no hope of making it out sober. So woke up with 2 days left to pack and unable (ahem, maybe more unwilling...) to pack. So spent the day on my bed with Dave and watching crap on the screen. It could have gone to better use admittedly, but to be quite honest I very much enjoyed it. But that now means that I have to stop writing a blog, which isn't going to get me on a plane ready to grasp my next adventure ready and willing. I have to pack the remaining detritis around my room and try and dry my mostly still wet clothes in the next 2 hours...
Wish me luck!!
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