So I have recently been informed that my blog is too dry. Okay, well I haven’t found my voice yet as a travel writer ok?!  Anyhow, as Steph is my dearest and closest friend in the world I have taken to heart her comment and acknowledge that I have been remiss in actually putting my hopes and fears out there…so here goes.

Today was one of the bad days. All of the wedding madness is over 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. And that is a hard thing for me 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, and a raincoat, and a string of other small 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. 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.

So that would have to be the glass half full side of the situation. For now though I play a waiting game of sorts and just wait to embark on my journey.