All my bags are almost packed...

There are times when you yearn to travel and there are times when you just want to be at home. I will be on the road again for my second ever overseas trip however this time I await it with mixed feelings. Elated that I will see or atleast visit 3 or 4 capitals in one week and thrilled to visit some places that was on my wish list but extremely disappointed with the haphazard planning and poor communication between the vendors and my company, the sponsors of this trip.

This also means that I will be online sporadically so will be almost missing in action and may affect my blogging average; on the brighter side I may have more things to blog though I have not been much of a travel writer. I guess it is never too late to begin. And due to this trip I have to do one thing that I find most unpleasant and that is working on a holiday, especially a holiday meant for the workers.

The perils of escorting a large group of clients in a foreign land and the associated challenges takes away much of the excitement which maybe will change once I actually board the flight. And the A380 is another thing to look forward to, the biggest aircraft that I will fly for now. Indian are bad travellers I hear or maybe they are finicky travellers whatever it may be I will be still eating roti and rice wherever I am. I am still not sure if I must be proud that an Indian restaurant can be found everywhere or feel bad about it. As I am running a mild fever I am a little worried if I should explore street food or wait to come back and try it in Spoonbill.

I look around and I see that I am yet to complete my packing and since my helpful friend reminded me that it is 12 degrees and raining I have to rework my clothes and wonder is there a sweater anywhere in the cupboard. And after receiving a lot of positive feedback on an old photograph that somehow surfaced again on FB because somebody had the patience to look through the album and like it, I need to spend some time on grooming atleast so that the immigration person can relate my face to the one on the passport. So this is Adios but as the one time tank driver with limited vocabulary and even more limited expression said in his memorable line...

 

An inappropriate song because I will be back again in a week from now but I am most definitely leaving on a jetplane...