After the worst possible preparation for a six month RTW trip this morning, I somehow made it to Nadi International Airport, where I have 5 hours to kick my feet. Now that I have managed to buy my travel insurance (whoops), confirmed my parents have found the vaccination forms I left behind (double whoops), rearranged my bag to my liking and found a shop selling Haviannas, this trip feels a lot more organised. Now I have adequately fulfilled the 'useless' portion of my famous byline, here's hoping for the 'fun' bit. (Note for those who are clueless about this last sentence: last year, Maria Whelan, one of my favourites, coined the term 'fun but useless' to describe both all the novelty crap I waste my money on AND my personality summed up in 3 words.
Ten months of working a tedious job and living with my parents whilst adopting the persona of a social recluse is finally starting to pay off. Viva la Rach Around the World.
