A Little Confession…Pre-Trip Freak Out
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Ugh, a dear friend recently informed me that my blog is too dry. Okay, well I haven’t found my voice yet as a travel writer ok?! This is a work in progress and I truly hope to develop a voice and a style here that is fun for others to read while also hopefully inspiring travelers to also travel the world.
And in that idea, I’m going to admit that I am freaking out about leaving my home and my country for a hear and I’ll just put my hopes and fears out there in case others are finding themselves in the same position…so here goes.
Today was one of the bad days.All of the wedding madness is over (two friends got married back-to-back, I was in both wedding parties and today the only focus and concern was my RTW trip…and that’s kind of scary honestly. I am less than four weeks away from my departure – 29 days to be precise, and I feel woefully unprepared – like there are still a million and one things that will crumble down on my head if I don’t do them before I leave on this RTW trip.
And this is hard for me to even acknowledge because I am Ms. Prepared the majority of the time. I have all of these little tasks left.
I have to submit for my Australian visa.
I need a rain cover for my packs.
A raincoat.
Tons of other seemingly small but important other items.
But really what gets me is the fact that in just 29 days I will step off of an airplane into Sydney airport – alone with just my backpack and my Lonely Planet by my side and I will have no one waiting to greet me on the other side of the terminal when I step down from the airplane and into Sydney airport for the first time.
I am certainly not one of those people who needs others around me all of the time.
In fact I am perfectly content with my own company to the point where I border on anti-social if I don’t have my friends dragging me to parties and such. At the same time though, Sydney represents the beginning of my round-the-world journey and I have a feeling that this first flight is going to be the hardest.
On the up side though I guess I can just thank the Universe that in 30 days all of the pre-trip planning and waiting will be over – I will be on my way around the world – the trip I have dreamed about…the beginning of some sort of journey that I don’t yet even understand. I know it’s going to be good – I can feel it in my soul. But that hasn’t stopped the fear and mini panic-attacks from seizing me every time I think about the enormity of how this is going to rock the foundation of my life.
I’ll be a different person when I get back. I will have attained, truly and fully reached out and grabbed a goal that I have sat on for over a decade.
So is this what it feels like when you’re almost about to get your dream?! Because the feeling kinda sucks!
