So I leave tomorrow, super nervous but extremely excited, I keep going through phases of worrying and then realizing what I’m about to do and just feeling amazing and on top of the world. These past few weeks whenever I have been talking to anyone and they’re telling me about their life and what their plans are, I’m sorry to say but I’ve had very little interest. I’m literally only focused on what is happening to me and how amazing its going to be, but can you really blame me?

I finally got around to packing yesterday, not knowing exactly where to begin, I watched several YouTube videos on how to pack enough with only little space which I found very useful. Fortunately I had also bought some packing cubes, which saved me a lot of time and they keep everything together so I know where things are. Now I have so much excess space I could probably fit in double.

I’ve been spending most of the day writing lists and checking them over and over again but I’m pretty sure I have everything I need and its not like I’m going to a country where I wont be able to buy supplies.

Spending this last day double checking my documents and preparing myself for the first part of the journey. So… my first flight is just under 12 hours, then a 10 hour layover in Hong Kong before another 11 hours before I reach my final destination, Auckland, New Zealand. My first thoughts on this 30+ hours journey to get me where I want to be was that its going to be a nightmare and wasn’t sure how I’d cope until I realized its not about where I’m going but the journey and that every part of this adventure is going to be F***ing amazing.

See you later England, Good luck with all your Brexit issues.

“Life is a journey, not a destination”

Ralph Waldo Emerson