Anticipating the off!

Tonight I fly.

I.

Can't.

Wait.

The past week has been a bit of a roller-coaster, feeling miffed that I'm not yet in Dubz/Thailand, but as the days have gone by, I've started to get nervous, excited, sad and euphoric all at the same time.

In 6 weeks I've been out with mates, gone drinking, dancing, had dates, run ins with the law, found girls by the side of the road having epileptic fits, LOTS of Chinatown Chinese food, been to see two great shows and a few films, and all at once I'm sad to leave London behind again.

But I'm literally jumping all over the place now. My bag is packed (more than 4 hours before my flight leaves, something of a record for me) and only weighs 20.6 kilos. Get in! Decided to pack more than Matt's suggested 2 pairs of underwear tho, so will hopefully be remaining rather fresher for longer, and maybe did a bit of overkill on the tshirts, but hey, I can get rid of stuff if necessary.

My fave gadget by far after my Nano is this dinky Phillips recharger which carries about 30 hours of charge, and I can plug in my iPod/phone/whatever I want really. Very handy. Did realise tho that the water bottle I bought doesn't actually have a drinking tube, nasty Ortlieb make you buy them separately.

In 14 hours I shall be in Dubai, and in 5 days I will be in Thailand. More from me then!