We are officially homeless after moving out of our apartment in the weekend and distributing all of our earthly possessions amongst family, friends and the dump. It only took 12 hours and 5 trailer loads to remove our belongings from our tiny two bedroom, no garage abode. The only problem being the 75km distance now standing between one half of my clothes and the other. The countdown is now at 29 days until we fly out for Bangkok and there is no sign of our passports from the Russian embassy as of yet. Not to worry though, it's not like a bunch of public holidays are right around the corner that could potentially hold up our application further.
The jabs have been completed and we are just waiting for our blood tests to confirm that we can't catch rabies when we inevitably get mauled by rabid dogs in the desolate Mongolian countryside. The Travel Doctor was excellent about putting my mind at ease with regard to all the ways I might die whilst travelling from one side of the Eurasian continent to the other. I especially enjoyed the advice on how to remove a tick so that it's fangs didn't remain embedded in your flesh. I've also been reading lots of really useful information online from seasoned travellers. It turns out the best way to pack light is just to wear the same clothes every day and avoid sitting within 5m of the general public or your significant other. This is really going to reduce the amount of stuff I'm bringing and also washing time. Why shower when your clothes already smell so bad?
It's now four days until parents are given full responsibility for their kids again and I no longer spend my mornings thinking of interesting ways to disguise Algebra as something fun. Maybe that's the real countdown. Come Friday we are heading off for a three day weekend in Hanmer Springs to celebrate still being married after three years. Time to climb some mountains I'm thinking.
Rachael and Jeremy