packing

.... suddenly the time has come.  It's tomorrow, dear blog, and I'll be taking off for five weeks of open skies and roads.

Woo hoo - I want to punch the air .... but then again there's a sense of melancholy too.  A sense that maybe I'm being a bit selfish doing this at all, and then, kind of 'boasting' about it on here. I don't mean to boast, but going solo does mean I have no one else to share the journey with, and that's where you come in.  Thanks for being there my friend!  Hope you're ready for an occasional bumpy ride?

Weird, mixed-up feelings right now, so forgive my wallowing and self indulgence typing this out.  I know I deserve a decent holiday and it'll do me good to push the ups and downs of recent life off to the sidelines for a while.  To get some perspective, you need to step back... and I really can't step back much further than I'm going. I'll miss people, especially Kirsty and Aidan, and five weeks seems like so long to choose to be away from them.

We all know this is going to be an emotional journey as much as a physical, visceral one for me.  Hope this journal doesn't become too treacle-y.  Apologies in advance! Will share what I can - all the good stuff which I hope you'll want to know about - as much and as often as possible, on here.  Need the toys to do it with of course though.  Here in UK now it's Sunday, and I fly on Monday evening, arriving in Melbourne on Wednesday morning.  Jackie has promised to take me SmartPhone shopping, so the first PROPER Blog of Al In Down Under Land should follow asap after that mission is accomplished...

Can't wait to see my dear cousin and spiritual guide (ha!) on her home turf.... I'm sure once I get there, my maudlin mood will lift.  Let the adventure begin!