Leaving On A Jetplane

Tomorrow, at 11.50am I am flying off to the other side of the world for 5 months of travelling. I find myself wondering how this has come around so quickly, I've been planning this trip with a friend for almost a year and suddenly ITS TIME.

I couldn't be more excited to be seeing some more of the world, and I couldn't ask to be travelling with a better friend. She's already out there so the flying bit I will have to face alone.

Sadly I have, at some point over the last few years, developed quite a fear of flying. Which sucks massively because I love to travel, thus it must be done. Happily, lovely doctor has sorted me out with a truckload of valium so I am hoping to be nice and comatose for most of the journey...

So, as long as my plane doesn't fall to pieces in the sky(!), I'll be here and happy in a few hours (nearly 12 in the air to be exact :( )

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!