Tomorrow I am off on an, albeit short, adventure to lands foreign… and to be honest I’m not sure why. Thing is, I don’t really want to go. Well, sort of. It is one of those cases where when everything started I never thought it would actually come to pass, that at some point it would all come to an end long before I actually had to have a packed bag and head off to the airport.
But it hasn’t.
I suspect that somewhere in that is a moral about consequences… or possibly about looking before you leap, however all of that is fairly moot now as I finish off packing my bag and make sure that I have everything that I might possibly need. No doubt something will be forgotten, it always is, but I shall try to be as ready as I possibly can be.
Wish me luck!!