६ देस एंड कोउन्तिंग

What the hell is going on with my titles? When did it start writing in Chinese?
Perhaps even my language is changing in anticipation of the trip ahead...

Only 6 days left now and the excitement is almost becoming unbearable. Most things are organised: bags; clothes; gadgets; very short haircut. Only transporting the last of the essentials down to London, and queuing nervously to take out 3 grand in different currencies from Crouch End Post Office, remains. Although I feel like i've prepared well for this trip, like some hideous vulture circling my thoughts some nagging doubt remains that I've forgotten something incredibly important...

Passport: check. Clothes: check. Sense of reckless abandon and adventure: check.

Guess that vulture will have to wait before it feasts on my good mood.

Everything is the "last time" at the moment. The "last time" I'll see Stoodly Pike. The "last time" I'll eat my Mum's chicken soup. The "last time" I'll see friends. It's been leaving-do after leaving-do for the past 3 months now and being in Yorkshire is a welcome break from the incessant drinking and partying - however I'm guessing the first few weeks on the bus will be a whirlwind of European drinking sessions as I get to meet my new "compadres."

Time to go - Hebden to explore for the "last time!" Next blog coming up soon...