It’s just under a week now until V-day (i.e. until I set off for Vietnam) and I’m growing gradually more and more nervous. So much to do in so little time, but thankfully I have nothing else holding me back (i.e. I'm unemployed). This is not without it’s disadvantages, namely the lack of money in my bank account. As a result I have spend the past two weeks selling a various objects that I have accumulated on E-bay, in-exchange for a multitude of expensive vaccinations (namely Rabies and Japanese Enchefilitis - spelling?!), flight tickets and visas.
As must list of “things to do” grows gradually smaller I begin to realise that this time next week I will be thousands of miles away with no plans on returning home for nine months. If this is not daunting enough I have the addition pressure of having to maintain a job while I’m out there. In fact, I keep finding myself forgetting that I will be working out there; some part of me thinks I’m off on a 9 month holiday. Wrong!
