Keeping it short and sweet. Torn between my love of a bargain and the fear of enduring a three course meal alone, I eventually opted for the food. A bowl of soup, vege burger and a chocolate sundae later I am now sitting in my hotel room (battling a sugar high!) the night before I embark upon my next adventure. Something which I have dreamt about for a long time, working abroad. Laid out next to my bed is an outfit which once assembled will no doubt have me resembling the Michelin man, an attempt to layer up and ensure that I make the most of the 20kg weight allowance. After checking for the third time that my passport has not grown legs and escaped from my bag, I am ready to sleep. A big day tomorrow... Goodnight Liverpool!