It's here. Months of research and prep. I've scoured every travel blog looking for the best credit cards, checking accounts for international travel, cell phone plans, things to pack, things not to pack and information on each country I'll visit. I've known since April/May that I would be embarking on this adventure or what I'm calling my "world tour." And now that all the prep is done and the bags packed.. the only thing left to do is get on the plane. ... and right now I have all the feels about leaving.
Don't get me wrong, I'm excited. Can't wait to meet new people, be in the warm weather, explore, eat new foods and all the wonderful things that come with travel. However, the one feeling I can't seem to shake or get over is sadness.
It's my last weekend in the states and I'm spending it in Florida with my boyfriend and his family. The last three days of the trip all I can think about is how much I'm going to miss him and the routines/life we've started creating over the last six months. It's taking everything I have not to cry. Every 10 minutes I tear up and the only way I can hide it or control it is to stay quiet. Especially hard when you're bringing in the New Years together...
Before leaving for Florida I had already said goodbye to a fair amount of people. All of whom I'm going to miss like crazy and you all know who you are... I have a major case of FOMO (fear of missing out) when I think about each of you. I'm going to miss my only nephews first birthday, the birth of my best friends second child, countless date nights, etc.
... and I can't forget about my fur baby. He's been with me for 10 years. I love him dearly and will miss his morning cuddles and nighttime kisses. I cried like a baby when I left him with my mother over Christmas.
This will be my first trip traveling so far away from home by myself and the first time being gone for longer than two weeks at a time. New country, new home, new office, new people.. It's going to feel like my first day of school. I'm freaking nervous.
Like I said, all the feels.
I leave Wednesday, January 3rd. Chicago —> Qatar (13-hour Flight) —> Bali (10-hour flight.) Let's hope we don't add bordom to that list during this 27 hours of travel ;-).