Well, this is exciting!3 days to go and I still haven't packed! I've started to think about packing; all my clothes are arranged in tidy piles on the bed. I say all, but in fact I'm only taking about 5 items with me. (Okay, so a few more than that, but following in the tradition of all the great back-packers I'm travelling light).
Possibly the most important of which, and certainly the most stereotypically necessary for a trip to the Australian Outback, is my authentic cowboy hat. Flashy (of course), but practical; even on a 17th Century Sailing boat.
The Duyfken is hopefully going to be my first port of call (no pun intended) after checking in with my family in Brisbane. The boat is in Cairns and if my application to volunteer aboard is accepted, I will be climbing the rigging and scrubbing the decks no less than every day for two weeks. Of course, my plans very infrequently go to plan and come the time I may well be sunning myself somewhere down the Gold Coast. But hey! That sounds good too.
I feel I ought to add that while I have been writing this, my two dogs have been trying to help me in numerous ways, including dropping tennis balls onto the keyboard and trying to eat my face. I'm pretty sure I'll miss them more than they'll miss me but here's hoping that they remember me when I get back, as unfortunately, they can't read this blog to help to remind themselves.
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