I just came from a small dinner party at Malay Satay Restaurant, amazing food. I said my final good bye to my friends from the south end (Beacon Hill and Columbia city) awesome and sad, i was also tired from last minute chores.
So, i gave myself two months, ten days, to get ready for trip and get out of apartment... i can't believe i was cleaning out the apartment until today midday. tomorrow early i go to airport...
i had so much help from so many friends to get to this point of my trip... i am fairly independent but moving, is the one time i really need to rely on others, and i had more than enough help. rides to places. people getting me boxes. people hanging out with me while i was doing tedious sorting and boxing. i got invited out for drinks and dinners as farewells..
and what i liked most is at the end, i got to spend whole days with special peeps to really connect and bond.
my move into storage went exceptionally well and the reports back i got was that it was not too painful for the others. the prices for storage went up a lot. i am chocking at the price. but one year of storage cost as much as many people's monthly mortgage payment, so i am using that to bolster me as travel fund gets a big bite out of it.
then i lived in the almost empty apartment for another week. It was surprising how long those last little bits take. Last time i took only two weeks to get my affairs in order, it was such a frenzied blur i remembered nothing from that experience. this time round i had enough time to be conscious of it all.
when people ask me details about my travel plans, i have nothing to give, since i really havent done my homework. I am kind of winging it, because i find over planning travel more painful. When i first started traveling i used to do so much homework mostly to sooth my nerves. The minute i got a little comfortable with travel i turned into a planning slacker...so tomorrow 8:30am I will fly to Rome
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