It’s 11pm and I’m wide awake. For the last few nights, I have been so excited that I’ve had trouble falling asleep. And I still have over a month to go!
I’m pretty much all ready to go. My bags are sorted, I’ve bought most of the stuff I needed to, my new passport is here, and my pack list is done. I just need time to speed up and get here so I can get on that first plane to Perth!
Technically, I have 37 days until I’m on my first flight. Genius me booked a flight on the Tuesday before flying to London on the Thursday. Who does that?! I’m looking into changing my flight so that I fly to Perth on the Sunday instead, and then on to London on the Thursday. If I can do this, I’ll only have 35 days left. 35 freaking days!! Can you just picture how excited I am right now?! I am also slightly nervous. I’ve never travelled solo before, so I know I’m in for an adventure. I’m so excited to go and see the Eiffel Tower at night, and to sing ‘The hills are aliiiveeeee with the sound of muuuusiicccc’ in Austria. But most of all, I’m excited that I get to see another part of the world, and spend my birthday in London.
If I change my flights, I’ll be over in Perth in exactly 5 weeks. Fingers crossed! And fingers crossed I don’t drive myself bananas between now and then! 😂
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