Dear Internets,

I woke up this morning in horror, under the impression that I had gone overseas but couldn't find an opportunity to leave the hotel conference room. After minutes of asking myself "when did I become this person?" I realised I hadn't actually left the country yet, let alone my bed.

All systems are go! I have finally finished the painful packing stage and am convinced that I've forgotten something. Everyone's handy flight tips have certainly made it easier to figure out my hand luggage, I just hope my appearance can keep up after an 8 hour flight. Success or failure, I'll have my rad new suitcase. Isn't it lovely?

I suppose the proof is in the pudding. I'll post photos and you can scream in the realisation that only italians and bollywood dancers look good after long flights. A hard truth I learnt the hard way. Apart from the excitement of a trip away, does anyone actually enjoy the task of packing? How much do you charge?

I hope you've had a wonderful weekend filled with things other than finding adaptor plugs.

♥ pixelhazard
doing last minute things
before she leaves