It is exactly 96days 18hours 28 minutes till my plane is supposed to leave from Manchester Airport, so you may find this post a little premature but I've just made this blog and thought it appropriate to just say, oh gosh!
When my passport arrived on friday and I applied for my visa it all became a little more real than i was comfortable with, this also happened with the countdown when that hit double figures.
The thought of leaving everyone behind is now becoming ever more evident and I can honestly say i have never been more petrified in my life, which is strange because I've never been more excited either!
Plans are still coming together along with a extensive list of things to do and places to see and i can't quite believe that it'll be me doing it! I mean bungee jumping in Nelson, New Year in Sydney, Elephants in Wang Thong... really!?
With my budget I'll be living just me and my cardboard box, the whole thought of the adventure makes me realise that I don't want to be a 9 to 5 girl unless in that 9-5 I'm planning or doing something amazing.
My friends, you know who you are, are just making me wish they could come with me to share everything with and they're making me even more eager to stay in touch I just don't think I'll survive without their banter and jokes, along with them and my family they may be the reason I turn around... although if they have anything to do with it I doubt that will be possible!