The night before

This time in 24 hours I will be landing in Hong Kong at any moment. Somehow this still doesn’t feel real; I keep thinking I will be sat back at my desk in the morning, making phone calls and looking out of the window daydreaming and thinking about anything other than work.

I have finally been able to pack my bag after about 5 attempts. Now that it is done, I can look back and laugh at how stressed I was getting earlier- swearing and pulling out all of my clothes and throwing them angrily on to the floor before folding them back up again and putting them back to where they were in the first place. It was as if I thought that unpacking and repacking my bag would miraculously make it lighter (or make it shrink). But I got there in the end! 16 kg!


The last few days have been nothing less than perfect, but inevitably slightly emotional at the same time. I have been so excited that I have had a constant tight throat like I’m being strangled, to the point where it’s been hard to eat or even swallow my own spit. I keep having sudden bursts of realisation that after years of waiting and planning, my dream is about to come true. It’s such an overwhelmingly good feeling.

Of course at the same time, I’ve had to temporarily part with people that I love and will miss so, so much. I’ve never been great with goodbyes. I’ve even sadly been looking at my teddy and wondering what I will do without my spooning buddy for the next year and four months (Jenny, you’re in for a treat). Although I guess living in Bulgaria and constantly having to say goodbyes has made me expect these emotions and deal with it a lot better. I’m used to squeezing my family and friends with tears in our eyes whilst stupidly laughing simultaneously, and I know that the second I walk through the airport gates that feeling will pass and only an excited buzz will remain.

I have been lucky enough to have had so many lovely messages and cards and presents from so many different people. It’s such a nice feeling to know I have so many soul mates to come back to.

I’m now lying in my bed about to make the most of my last night in my cosy bedroom, sleeping on a memory foam mattress. I had a hot bath earlier too, with fruity scented bubbles and expensive shampoo. It’s highly unlikely that I am going to get much sleep tonight, but in a way I hope that I don’t get too much because that way I’ll sleep on the plane and wake up just in time for morning in Hong Kong.

I guess I should probably at least try and get some sleep now. I’m hoping after a bit of meditation these butterflies will go away and I’ll drift off. I’ll write again after our first little adventure in Hong Kong, but until then goodbye for now!