Packed and Ready

It's 1.40 AM on April 9th 2010 - henceforth to be known as the longest day of my life. This day has 41 hours.. and I still have over 39 of them to enjoy :)

 I depart Brisbane International Airport at 11am, so with a 3 hour check-in requirement and a 1 hour travel allowance, this means I'll be leaving home at 7am this morning. Mum and my sister are coming with me to the airport - dad can't make it. I'm not a very sentimental person but i must admit my eyes will probably get a little bit misty as I go down that fateful escalator into customs. But then... DUTY FREE SHOPPING!



After sitting around for months doing nothing waiting for my leaving date to arrive, now that it's finally here I seem to have a million things to do.

My pack is overfull. That is the honest truth- it's bursting at the seams and feels waaay over 20kg. You know that when you have to repack several times in order to find a combination of items that allows zipping, you are in trouble. However, I still maintain that I need 5 skirts, 2 pairs of shorts, 4 dresses, 2 pairs of jeans and 10 tops to survive. Plus, I love these clothing items like children (or maybe pets - perhaps equal to the love one could have for a hermit crab or mouse)- how could I leave them behind to mold and decay in my wardrobe?

I'm going to have a snooze now - alarm is set to 5am so I have plenty of time to shower, clean up my stuff, pay my phone & singing lesson bill, call Grandma Ross (she's an early riser) and lavish attention upon the pets before leaving.

I will miss the pets the most - you can skype your mum but you can't skype a kitty - it has no concept of mobile telecommunications.


I can't wait for the alarm to ring and for my adventure to begin