After leaving Leicester 3 months ago, and having done nothing particularly significant since, I'm feeling as if this time at home without a job is never going to end. However, I know that in 6 weeks and 2 days I will be walking up Walesby Road (carrying a heavy backpack and wearing sensible walking boots instead of the usual flipflops), hopping on a train to London, dashing through the underground to Heathrow and boarding a flight to Bangkok to begin my travelling adventure. Research is going well. For any given destination we're planning to get to I know; how to get there from previous destination, where might be cheap and pleasant to stay, what might be fun or interesting to do and ofcourse, most importantly, where we might try and find a bite to eat. The nerves are starting to kick in as I spend extreme amounts of money on flights, insurance, visas and passes, and are probably not helped by watching crazy videos of such activities as bridge swinging and bungy jumping in New Zealand. Getting lots of good advice from family, friends and friends of friends who have done similar. I must not take this last month of home-cooked food and sleeping in my own bed for granted as once I land in Thailand the never-ending summer will have suddenly flown by and the next 7 months of hostel-hopping, food-foraging and general uncertainty/freedom (however you like to think about it) will have begun. Exciting stuff!
Photo from Europe trip -
will have considerably bigger backpack this time!
