And so it begins……my move to a new life in France. I’m just 2 days away from leaving Brisbane, Australia. The removal company have packed up everything and I’ll see my belongings in 3-4 months time. It seems like an interminable amount of time to be parted from my possessions, but I am sure that I will survive. I have to say that I wouldn’t have wanted to be the guys doing the packing and carrying of my boxes. It was 38c and really humid and I was sweating just watching them! (It is very hard being a spectator). It’ll be about 30 degrees colder when I arrive, but I’m looking forward to the colder weather. (Ask me in a few weeks if I’m still enjoying the cold). Hahahaa.
These last few days are rounds of lunches and dinners with friends…always hard to do ‘goodbyes’…but they can always visit, can’t they? So, not a lot left to do now. As the words of the song say “All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go”and I just need to make sure that I am at the airport in time for my long flight to France.