41 days.
In 41 days I will leave Perth with nothing but my bike, my bulging panniers, and a flock of squawking seagulls smashing around inside my stomach. Although technically the tour has not yet begun, I have decided to start writing now, so that one day I can look back at this and see how I was feeling before my arse was a pink calloused lump of
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Be careful collecting wild vegetables - don't touch any mushrooms!!
Also, if you need someone to babysit your huge box set of Carcassonne while you're gone, you know who to call :P
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so i just want to tell you, 9.5 months in, that some of those things will remain hard and scary. for me it's one and two. and the last is on my mind. but never ever not worth it. and the truth is, when i AM in touch with people i know they miss and love me and aren't going anywhere. as for you, i'm glad we'll have some time to get to know each other right before you leave. i feel like my life is totally changed by this journey and i'm glad i'll get to share that with you two before you go off on yours.
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