"Ella, it's not long till you go travelling now..?" " I know, its only just over 6 weeks i think..!" " Wow, you're brave! I cant believe you're going on your own... aren't you scared?" Its stacking up into the twenties maybe even thirties the amount of times I've had this conversation, in slight variations, but usually including the countless times I've been asked if I'm scared, nervous, apprehensive, and even regretting it. And the answer to all those emotions, is yes, well except the latter. To be quite honest, I think if I wasn't a bit scared about going to foreign country, alone, or nervous that I don't make friends, and apprehensive and anxious about enjoying it and everything being worth the hard work and saving up, I would probably be a bit naive and slightly delusional. |
But with 6 weeks 4 days and counting, I'm also very very excited and regularly drift off into space dreaming about the beautiful beaches I'll be laid on, huge waves I'm going to attempt to surf, and the millions of tiny fish I'm going to be chilling out when with snorkeling around the reefs at Airlie beach.
My itinerary is slowly taking shape, and me being the least spontaneous person, possibly on the entire planet, is finding it very hard to just read things in my lonely planet guides and not attach a date and a time to when I want to see these sights so instead I add them onto my 50 thousand long list of 'To do and see'.
With spontaneity scarce, I think its best I just stick to regularly changing my (VERY SHORT) list of clothes that can fit in my (STUPIDLY SMALL) rucksack. Each time I look at the list I think, surely I can just squeeze another vest top in or, one pair of converse isn't enough, I'll have to take two- it's a necessity. Out with the first aid kit, in with extra clothes, a bandage or diarrhoea tables aren't going to come in handy if you happen to meet a ridiculously handsome Liam Hemsworth look alike, or even Liam Hemsworth himself. Priorities!!!!
But besides the constant battle with myself and my ever expanding lists, I'm nearly ready to rock and roll, unfortunately as much as my street cred is going to take a huge battering, I can't afford a go pro camera, so I'm going to have to invest in a selfie stick, purely to save the sanity of other passing tourists who I would have to ask to take a rather large amount of photos of me in front of numerous temples, beaches and elephants until I don't look obese, shiny from the sunburn, and not pulling a hideous face due to squinting from the sun in my eyes!
And to top off the progress, my dear friend from work is even that worried about me going she's bought me a face mask, to apparently stop me catching 'Ebola', soon I'll be a pro traveler with all these gadgets!
So you ask me if I'm scared... when anything we fully do is an alone journey!
E x
My itinerary is slowly taking shape, and me being the least spontaneous person, possibly on the entire planet, is finding it very hard to just read things in my lonely planet guides and not attach a date and a time to when I want to see these sights so instead I add them onto my 50 thousand long list of 'To do and see'.
With spontaneity scarce, I think its best I just stick to regularly changing my (VERY SHORT) list of clothes that can fit in my (STUPIDLY SMALL) rucksack. Each time I look at the list I think, surely I can just squeeze another vest top in or, one pair of converse isn't enough, I'll have to take two- it's a necessity. Out with the first aid kit, in with extra clothes, a bandage or diarrhoea tables aren't going to come in handy if you happen to meet a ridiculously handsome Liam Hemsworth look alike, or even Liam Hemsworth himself. Priorities!!!!
But besides the constant battle with myself and my ever expanding lists, I'm nearly ready to rock and roll, unfortunately as much as my street cred is going to take a huge battering, I can't afford a go pro camera, so I'm going to have to invest in a selfie stick, purely to save the sanity of other passing tourists who I would have to ask to take a rather large amount of photos of me in front of numerous temples, beaches and elephants until I don't look obese, shiny from the sunburn, and not pulling a hideous face due to squinting from the sun in my eyes!
And to top off the progress, my dear friend from work is even that worried about me going she's bought me a face mask, to apparently stop me catching 'Ebola', soon I'll be a pro traveler with all these gadgets!
So you ask me if I'm scared... when anything we fully do is an alone journey!
E x