Perhaps not complete panic but something vaguely resembling it. Perfectly justifiable panic, probably. I am told by those who know far better than I that panic at this stage is perfectly normal. So I’m writing it down in the interests of accurately representing the experience of travel.

Unless some last-minute thing goes wrong – which is not beyond the realm of possibility (yes, still cynical) – I will be climbing onto a plane tomorrow afternoon and flying half way across the world. I’m flying via Dubai to Incheon (Seoul) and then from there to the little city I’ll be living in for the next year. I am very nervous. I am thankful, however, that I am not intimidated by planes. So no matter how terrifying the whole trip is, at least the planes don’t bother me.

This means that the next post should be coming to you from a country far, far away. Till then, au revoir…