After a weekend away visiting friends before the chaos of packing, I’ve had a pretty stressful week. I only left myself seven days to finish off preparations after work and a weekend of socialising.
The first day was pretty much scanning of as much of my Postgrad folder as possible. It wasn’t urgent but the more I could get done the better. Back-breaking work but boringly necessary. The next few days I’d said I wouldn’t panic but did. I managed a few swimming pool visits to release the tension and the actual packing only took a couple of days. The panic only comes when you think you have to remember all those things you may not get abroad. Delhi though should have anything. I’ve read that hair goop and underwired bras are the worst. Everything else should be fine. I have had several offers of parcels that can be sent at a later date from the UK full of the delights of home.
It’s now the night before I leave. I went for Sunday lunch with a friend to unwind and enjoy a roast beef lunch and some red wine. It was a good move and I’m feeling relaxed, prepared and excited. A 6am start. I’m heading to bed early but I’m pretty sure I won’t be sleeping much!
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