And we are almost there...

So we have reached almost the pinnacle of the departure. The two week nerves. The party has now been and gone and we are upon the final chapters of closing the loose ends, of saying goodbye and of finally getting around to all the things we procrastinated over for the last 4 weeks while we weren't ready to deal with leaving.

Many things have changed, relationships, personalities, reactions. It leaves you alittle in awe of the situation that is now slowly creeping and creeping closer. Two weeks. I will be up in the air in two weeks, flying over Brisbane as we are FINALLY on our way to leave our senses and sensibilities at home while we pave a new path.

FUCK YES.

The Shedding

I think for any successful trip to function well, without leaving behind the tangled mess of all those bridges you tried to burn down before leaving, it is important, as one of those vital steps to leave a clean slate. Whether this is by your hand or not, a clean slate I guess is the best way to leave things behind, and also to take with you on your new adventure.

This process, I will call the shedding. Normally the things involved in 'the shedding' are:
1) The Job - Check
2) The Debt- Check
3) The Lady - Check
4) The Home - Check
5) Your inhibitions? CHECK

Those are probably the 5 slates I wanted to wipe clean before I left for my adventure and I feel I have successfully managed, whether by my choosing or not (yes thats right, fuck you JOB/LADY) you manage to leave with an eliviated spirit as all those worldy burdens will shed off your shoulders as you are so completely removed from your comfort zone, you are mistaking your head for your arse.

So the shedding has occurred, my slate is as bare as the walls I have now shed of anything personal. My poor poor bare walled room, how much character you have lost! How much soul!

Now all the character comes from the speakers I faithfully left unpacked so my iPod and it can be become acquainted again. I have spent the last two months in a house other than my own, but even these bare walls are so much more homely and welcome me back with open arms. I have to love my door that closes itself!

The First Step

It was probably the most crucial of all steps I took, the first. When it came to traveling, I had dreamed and dreamed. I had scoured over maps, seen the documentaries, fallen in love with David Attenborough and lost my mind a few times since my last adventure overseas. Many a plans had been made and come to naught, falling through the cracks of a life that changes paces and a mind that changes focus. But to book the ticket, to sit down and say 'Fuck it All' and to finally see those glistening numbers on the screen of YOUR flight, to any destination of your choosing. It is truely a magical moment and you literally feel the ground shift below your feet and now begins the race to catch up with your wildest fantasies.

So as I sit here, amongst the rubble of a room I have kept my own for the past 2 or 3 years, I contemplate far too many things to keep to myself. All those stupid things that you store in your room and to even comprehend how to put it all on your back. What to take? What to throw? What to treasure to make sure that it, like the plans you have made in the past, don't fall through the cracks of a busy life. Alot to take in sitting on the floor of some 1970's esque house, with the grooved wall paper, diamond studded roof and carpet that holds so many secrets I would prefer to sit on a blanket than feel it against my skin, and all this with the stifling heat that the house holds. I new today was one of those 'I will do it tomorrow' days.

So much to take in, and in anticipation of so many thoughts running through my head on my adventures I am going to blog alittle about my trip and experiences. Whenever I can find a computer or hold a sentence together in a reasonable fashion.

It is 25 days and counting. My room is packed, my bag is not. My friends I have not said goodbye to, mostly because I am scared to admit how much I will miss them. My loose ends have not been tied up, and all I can do is sit in excitement. I am going to freeze!