At this very moment I will be rolling down the runway and onto my new life abroad. Left at the airport will be my parents with my poor mum crying her eyes out. I’ll also be leaving behind my prejudices, attitude and most of all my old life.
Come Sunday at about 7am Paris time I’ll be a wide eyed aussie looking to meet new people and explore. Joyed by the fact I’ve conquered my fear and boarded that plane to a country where I don’t know a soul and haven’t a clue just what I’ll see or visit first.
Given this new life that lay before me, I will need a few days to adjust and get into the swing of things. This may mean you won’t see a new blog post from me for a few days. While it will kill me to break the cycle I hope to keep in touch via twitter and myfacebook fan page, so make sure your following me there.
As soon as I’ve settled and found a beer to calm my ever growing excitement, I will be back and hoping to wow you with my European adventures. Stay tuned my friends, I can see some awesome stories coming your way very soon. After all I land in Paris on Anzac Day, what aussie doesn’t celebrate our soldiers.
For now stay safe and pray that ash cloud doesn’t bring my plane crashing back to the ground in a hurry.