Have said a lot of emotional goodbyes
Ready to check in.
However when a dream becomes a reality it is a mixture of pure excitement but also OMG what the hell am I doing?! As the days slipped down on my calendar the enormity that I was about to get on a one way flight to the other side of the world on my own with no job, car, house, or belongings to come back to was constantly in the back of my mind. I need to make this work, I can’t just run away if it gets tough and I know until I get settled that would be the easiest thing to do. My life at home has changed, so apart from very important loved ones, I would be coming back to basically nothing. That scared me.
What if I do fail? What if I can’t cope? What if I get ill or loose my belongings or get robbed or raped? My head was swimming with doomsday scenarios. But I had a word with myself (I think talking to myself will soon be a daily occurrence) and said “Just chill out. All those things could happen to you at home, just take baby steps, don’t get overwhelmed and just enjoy each day for whatever happens that day without worrying about tomorrow.”
So I did. I got on the plane and just enjoyed watching a film, having a drink and trying to work out what the food was that had just landed on my tray table. Once in Dubai I just enjoyed soaking up the busyness of such a huge airport ( it took 26 mins to walk through the departure hall from the transfer lounge to my next gate!). Before I knew it I was in Bangkok picking up my way too heavy rucksack and finding the taxi queue. Sat in the back of the cab I was so sweaty, tired and hungry but I couldn’t stop smiling as that was the first challenge over and it wasn’t too bad. Bring it on Bangkok, I can do this!
