Test Run

so as you all could have guessed, i am new to the blog world. this will basically be a visual journal of all the happenings while on my australasian adventure with sarah.


im testing it out today to see 1. if i even like blogging and 2. whether or not i have a good bloggers voice. i figure that when i talk to myself its funny in my head so hopefully that translates onto this website. if im boring, unfunny or nonsensical stop reading whenever you like. those of you who know me well will understand my path of thinking.


currently, i am lying in bed post panic attack 10,000 (give or take a few). again, those of you who know me know that i am my mother's daughter. translation: i am the best and worst packer to ever walk the face of the earth. the best in that i bring everything that anyone could possibly want while on vacation. i clothe more than myself and then some. as alex would say, when i pack, i pack right. this style of packing does not bode well for this trip. at first, i was told to bring a backpack. a backpack! as i laughed in my head, and privately out loud, i realized that these people with their crazy talk were serious.


so gary and i ventured to the camping stores. yes, laugh out loud because this was a sight to see. truth be told, we only had one fight. gary's idea of clothing for a trip as this does not match well with mine. we compromised on everything to make for one too many purchases at hudson trail and rei. now back to the backpack. just call me the human mannequin. the salesman and gary were tugging, buckling and strapping me in to every backpack in the store. i walked out of every store backpackless. for once, my height worked to my (dis)advantage. being the 5 foot 2 inch girl that i am, every backpack was too large for my less than average sized torso!! i waddled like a penguin and decided that a backpack would in fact make my life more difficult. thank god!!


so now rewind to 15 minutes ago. my room is not clean to begin with. now imagine what it looks like with all of the purchases, toiletries, and clothes that i want to take on this trip with me. now laugh again. if all of this crap is going to fit in my one suitcase i am going to need to become a miracle worker by saturday. basically, lets call this, packing anxiety.


for now, just wish me luck and hope that gary will help me.


thats all i have for today - at least in terms of this trip. if i were to make this blog about anything and everything we would be here all night and tomorrow and maybe the day after that.


happy reading. im out.