Our flight is booked, our bags are (pretty much) packed, and the pre travelling jitters are creeping in. With only a couple of weeks left to go, part of me is screaming with excitement, and part of me is petrified about what’s ahead. They say some element of fear is good; if we knew what was coming, where life’s going to lead and what’s coming next, things wouldn’t be exciting right?
We’ve talked about travelling the world together for as long as I can remember. After years of being away from each other, in different countries and cities, with a constant expiration date on our time spent in the same place, it’s finally our time to travel and see the world through our eyes.
First stop, Vietnam. 1 night booked, and the rest is unknown.
I’m still waiting for that slap in the face – the slap that’s going to make this dream feel like reality. Maybe it won’t happen, perhaps i’m more prepared than I thought. Who knows. But what I do know is that, after the tears, the goodbyes, and a few emotional breakdowns, this is going to be one amazing trip. And quite frankly, I cannot wait.