Point of no return

This is it then. No more vacillation. This week we are booking flight tickets, handing in notice and getting injections. After planning for ages and thinking and re-thinking (mainly on my part) we are making some serious investment, taking the plunge and really taking this trip.

We're both going round to visit a friend of mine and her husband on Monday night. They took a year off a couple of years ago to travel 5 continents. I'm hoping to get a heap of tips and some kind of unofficial confirmation that our itinerary is achievable. Then I'll be on the phone to BA to have a go at booking the RTW ticket and confirming our first long haul flight.

I am in the process of getting quotes from half a dozen different removals/storage companies. Depressingly expensive, but necessary. Kit-wise we're pretty much there. We need to get medical supplies for our first aid kit and a few more bits and pieces, but otherwise our backpacks are two thirds full and that's more than enough stuff.

Time to focus on the serious administrative task of packing up our lives and leaving everything in order. I'm extremely excited, but keep bursting into tears. And I'm not even pre-menstrual.