Apparently the tickets are organised, I’m leaving on Thursday morning – it was going to be Wednesday morning, but the email about it didn’t get to me, so I’ve asked for an extra day to get things sorted, particularly as today’s nearly over already. Excitement and joy, the waiting is over. Hoorah. Now I just have to sort out travel insurance, how I get a copy of my ticket, and that sort of thing. And pack. And work out the luggage allowance (do I take my skis? what climbing and hiking gear do I take? sleeping bag? tent?). And my brain is fizzing.
Tag: waiting
Rock at Bundaleer, Grampians.
No climbing this weekend. Sitting and waiting for phone calls about plane tickets. And vicious rain and humidity that makes my skin crawl. And testing out the new fish and chip shop down the round (conclusion, a bit too pricy).