Finally.... we have a date for going away. We are leaving on the 6th of October and flying into Mumbai. Which is next monday! Ahhhhhh! Sundeep is nearly fully packed whereas my stuff is lying casually around refusing to pack itself into that lovely backpack I've bought.

The Visa has been a surreal and stressful process with the left brain of the bureaucrats being detached from the right brain. Looks like the visa will come through on Thursday. But which thursday they mean is anyone's guess including theirs. Our endless lists are nearly redundant apart from the one that tells me how to use gross motor skills to get my act together.

I don't know if you know but we are going on a metal flying machine. ooooooooh! I'm scared.

Anyway, hopefully by tomorrow evening we'll have booked our first two weeks on a typical tourist destination - Goa. We are going to go on a health and yoga retreat. So after a rather long journey on the plane we are going to travel Indian Rail Style to Goa. I am looking forward to just getting there. But not carrying my backpack for 6 months.

SEEPS

The picture depicts the fact the one of us has been stuck at the end of a series of phone calls sorting visa's, travel insurance (do diabetics, that are not students, or in a gap year, not go away for longer than 94 days..ever??... according to insurers they don't!), and whole load of other people.

I'm packed... kind of. I've stuffed all that I can think I'll need into my Karrimor. Most of it is insulin pump related... for such a tiny gadget, there's boxes and boxes of attachments and supplies. No doubt I'll have to take it all out just to find the one thing that is at the bottom, between now and going away.

The excitement of going away is beginning to kick in... sunny hot weather, little or no rain, and freedom from the endless 2 minute updates on the credit crunch in the west! Bliss...