I cannot wait to get going.

This trip has been a dream of mine for many years and as a result my excitement is sometimes overwhelming and at other times I am content and settled with the idea. I feel as though I have done much preparation for it over the years, reading about eastern cultures and having studied Mandarin last year. I have always been drawn to the exotic east and this opportunity is truly a wish that has been granted by a fairy godmother.

I have lived here for most of my life and I am feeling suffocated by my surroundings. It is a wonderful place to live, it is my home, it is the only place that I can remember living in and my friends and family are around me but I have always had this desire to breathe and be out in the world.

Unsurprisingly I have spent much of the last month in preparation for the trip and in many ways my journey has already begun. Sometimes when I am doing something toward the trip, whether it is getting a jab, reading about a destination or informing someone else of my departure, I become so excited I want to pour out my heart to the nearest soul. I want to talk about how we can set ourselves free from the mundane everyday routine and I want to delve into the deepest parts of my and your souls and question everything about us. I find more queries arising by the day and I want to find the answers to them in action. I want you to disagree with me. I want to have different points of view (I want to see different views!) and I want a challenge.

It is wonderful to be surrounded by comfort and luxury but for a long time now I have not found contentment in their accumulation. About a month ago I started to go through my belongings and to rid myself of anything that I had not used, read, looked at or even cared for in the last year. Many months before I had not been ready to disassociate myself from the treasures that I had stowed away, the emotional preparation has been an ongoing process. It was so incredibly liberating to finally designate items to family and friends, charity or recycling and I found that with each decision to rid myself of an object I also freed my memories from the clutches of some mad obsession in keeping them captured within this historical (Hysterical) collection. Now I feel less burdened and much happier - I care less for ownership and instead I am uplifted by my new found freedom. This in turn has lead to my subconscious rushing free at night and a flood of dreams have flowed from deep within. It has been amazing.

I am breathing again.

I hope that you will find this blog interesting reading and will enjoy travelling with us through our often differing points of view. When I travel I find myself looking towards the innermost depths of heart and mind, intrigued by new sensations, if I were to make a note of these on a map it would be an interesting scrawl - "This is where I realised......." etc etc. Already I am beginning to feel incredibly different about aspects of my life, it is going to be intriguing to see how we both, as individuals, change on our journey. We will face many challenges, which is what attracts us to the open road...

I cannot believe that I have not even gotten onto the plane yet :-) :-)

Until next time……….