The beginning, well, more the middle.
Trip Start May 27, 2011
26Trip End Ongoing
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I think Trevor is just looking forward to not shaving for 8 months.
Like any new venture, there are lots and lots of new bits of paraphernalia to buy and lingo to learn. I now know what a karibiner is and what a drybag does. I also know that “waterproof” doesn’t necessarily mean “waterproof”. You have to pay for Gortex. So for the price of a lovely pair of heels from Office, you can get a massively unflattering rain mac. That said, I know I’ll be thankful for the trainspotter mac in Peru when the heavens open in the middle of the amazon.
We are now approaching the time where my many (many) lists are becoming less of an abstract organisational tool and more of an urgent to-do list. Unfortunately, it doesn’t really matter how organised we are there we will still be running around like headless chickens on Thursday. I am also painfully aware everything I would “like” to take with me cannot physically fit into my backpack. I will need to hold X-factor style auditions for cosmetics, clothing and shoes.
“I’m sorry, beautiful cream top from the Topshop sale. You are neither practical, non-crease or quick-dry. You will not be going to South America.”
“Congratulations black vest, you are multi-functional and can dried quickly in an airless hostel. I can even wear you as a bandana in an emergency (apparently). You’re through to the next round.”
I am too soft, too Louis Walsh, I want everything to come with me.