Wow. That was the most stressful journey to an airport I’ve had in a while.
For some reason, the packing for this trip just wasn’t as easy as I had thought it would be. I had everything, I didn’t have everything. I needed stuff, I’d make do without it.
New toys
In the end, I had to do a full repack to accommodate the solar panel charger I bought, which has a lithium battery. Cannot be put in hand luggage.
I am glad for my one stop. Glasgow – Dubai – Kathmandu.
I am really nervous. I don’t know why or where it has come from but I really don’t know what to expect, despite having been there before?
I hope I am of some use. I hope our group work well together (flash backs of Peru coming to my mind). I hope I have enough money. I hope my checked bag makes it to Kathmandu. I hope I am able to do the job that is required of me. I hope my fitness is not so abysmal that I cannot keep up.
At least I get a little time in Dubai tomorrow to gather my thoughts. Though my growing concern I have realised comes from the fact that actually, for a whole year and a half, all that has consumed my mind is finding a way to go back to give back. And now, finally, that moment is here and I can’t help but feel more than a little emotional about it all. What a struggle it has been. How much fighting and arguing with bosses and supervisors to try and release me. In the end, I do not know if I have found the right project but all I can do is go and do my best.
Wish me luck guys!
Not sure how much wifi I’ll have once we get going so I’ll check in when I can.
Tiny
Tiny Indian Girl Up A Mountain 