Well it’s a bloody relief that I have finished all the major stuff that I needed to do before I go away. This week I have passed my Class 4 (read bigging #%$&ing truck) licence and my Class 6 (read super-cool motorcycle) full licence and now am all set. Just over a week to go now until I fly away and I only have minor stuff to do now.
I guess the next biggest dilemma to face is what to take with me. I know what should be taken when you go travelling. If someone comes to see me and says “I’m going to India what should I take with me?” I can read off verbatim a complete and minimalist packing list that would make the most ardent ‘travel-lighter’ proud. “Don’t take more than two shirts” i’ll say. “You can buy extra clothes everywhere you know” i’d quip. So why is it then, that when I am preparing for my own trip I have absolutely no ability to stick to my own advice.
I seem to have a wonderful ability to come up with thousands of exceptions for the journey that I will be embarking on that rationalise taking extra stuff..”Well i’m working in the U.K. for 3 months before I begin the main part of my travels so I need these 12 extra pairs of trousers”.. or something like that. I did do a test pack the other day and was quite suprised at how little stuff I do have so I suppose it’s not as bad as I thought.
So i know have one last week in order to say goodbye to various friends and family and try to think of all things that i have forgotten to do … I’m sure all these things will come ot be in a blinding flash as soon as I step onto the plane. I’m starting to get excited now…. this week is going to fly by…..