I only have one sleep to go, and the reality of the trip hasn’t set in yet. I’ve been planning this trip since late last year. I have told anyone and everyone that I am going to New York. I’ve been writing this blog for just over a month. And yet, I can’t help but think when I wake up tomorrow morning, I’ll be going to my usual pilates session and watching cooking shows by 4pm.
I’ve already done the blog entry on how jealous I was of people traveling on their own. I’ve already written about the enormity of this trip and how every little things has to be taken into consideration. I’ve even written about the tours I will be going on. I feel as if I’ve covered everything, so what’s the point of writing this entry? Why not wait until I get to New York?
Because I’m nervous. I have this niggling feeling going on inside me, telling me that I’m not going to make it back home. And that is my last day here, so I should leave one last entry for you all to have. Maybe I’m morbid. Maybe I’m stupid. It’s just a feeling and three weeks are going to fly.
People have been so supportive throughout this whole planning process. Giving me tips, places to go, contacts to call when I get there. All this support has kept me going and more determined to go and have one hell of a time.
So this entry isn’t about anything specific. It’s more a culmination of my thoughts and a space for me to say thank you to everyone for supporting me and encouraging me. Without that I probably wouldn’t be going tomorrow.
So. keep checking my blog for updates and wish me luck!