Long-time readers of this blog have gone through many countdowns over the nearly 14 years that I’ve been blogging. From counting down to the disastrous visits from a long-distance romance who crippled my confidence, count downs to Burning man and counting down to many other adventures.
There are perks and curses to booking holidays a long way out which I tend to do. This year’s holiday I booked flights in October last year I think. The curse is that it’s so far away and half way from booking to leaving I hit a slump thinking it feels like it’s never going to happen. The perk is that it gives me something to aim for and look forward to for nearly a year which helps get me through our (admittedly mild) Australian Winter.
In four months today and pretty much at this time, I’ll be getting to the airport to embark on a long journey to enjoy the sights, sounds, tastes and hopefully a few of the men of some beautiful European locations.
For those of you playing along at home that means I have 122 sleeps (not including naps) until I head off. It would make me a very happy man if I could travel more often but the realities of being an adult in the real world with a job and limited funds means that isn’t a possibility.