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The countdown is now nearly over...just three more sleeps until Dan and I fly off into the great unknown...well...we do know, it's Delhi, but in order to maintain a level of mystery of surprise it is currently being referred to as the great unknown. (By me at least. Dan doesn't have the artistic flair that I do!)
Before we go though there seems to be lots to consider, and it is becoming a constant struggle! I am spending hours and hours deciding how many pairs of pants to take away. Now my initial thought was that you could get by with five pairs, which changed soon to four, but then what difference is one? And really, how much room does a boxer short actually take up?! Coupled with this is the decision about which to take: plain black, colourful, patterned? It is all too much for me to decide, so I might have to get Dan to do it.
Once I have leapt over this fence another stumbling block soon presents itself: namely what should I take to entertain myself for four months. Obviously Dan is mildly amusing, but ultimately not enough to occupy my frolicsome imagination, in need of constant stimulation. I don't think colouring books are a particularly good idea, no doubt providing observers the wrong impression of me. I do not want think Dan would appreciate the casual observer believing he is my carer whilst I am chewing on crayons! Hopefully the right solution will present itself in good time, or God help us all!
So the bag is nearly packed, and just a few things left to buy before the departure. If we survive the car journey and the first flight without either any serious physical or verbal abuse, then we could be on to a winner. If not, it could be the shortest trip ever!
Thank God we aren't flying from Terminal 5, that's all I can say!
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