Packed and prepared

I'm packed, and tired. It's 00:19 and I'm about to go for a quick hour of sleep as I leave in a few hours.

The flight is at 06:10 with 2 hour check-in so I've got to leave at about 03:00. Yay.

I've got everything I think I need, (including tyedye trousers) weighed it all and all seems good. Of course it won't be, I bet I've somehow managed to pack a baby gorilla in there, but I'll stay optimistic for now. Now where did I put that passport...

It's quite odd thinking that I'm about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. 5months away doing things that so many people dream of. I am excited, but as the last few hours go by, I do feel a bit aprehensive. Last person I know to have gone away for a bit didn't come home. God I sound depressing. Guess it's the tiredness.

I know I'll be fine, and as soon as I get to the airport I'll be happy and excited again, but for now I think I'm just looking at all the things I'm going to miss. The people, places and general bits and bobs around that you take for granted and get used to. Guess that's all part of the great adventure.

Right, it's been good doing my first proper 'travel blog', and hopefully there will be a lot more to come.

Living with the Maasai in mud bomas, trekking across the Serengeti, scuba diving on Zanzibar... Nah, I was wrong before, I'm ridiculously excited.

Have fun in the wind of England everyone!