Doing time

So after a year and a half of planning, saving and toiling, we are now a mere 5 weeks away from our biggest adventure yet. The extent of our saving has been that the only holiday we have ever taken together has been a weekend on the lovely Isle of Cumbrae off the west coast of Scotland. Think we could be in for a shock here.

We fly to Delhi on the 4th June for a month of extreme heat endurance (possibly slightly underestimated when tickets were booked). Oh well, native Indians cope with Delhi heat in the summer, so why shouldn't we? It can't be that hardcore... can it? Probably yes. Oops.

Then on to Thailand to peruse the Bangkok delights before flying to Hanoi and working our way down overland to Singapore, and heading out to spend a year in New Zealand. The plan there is to soak up some culture and work for a bit, then buy some kind of vehicle that will withstand the rigours of a round trip of both the north and south islands. Looking forward to some wild outdoorsy stuff, but I sure as sugar ain't jumping out of a plane. And if Peet does, he'll have to slip me some kind of sedative for the day.

Anyhoo, nose back to the grindstone for another few weeks. We've still got some injections to get, goodbyes to say and one last gig (Peet will miss his turntables), but I'm sure before we know it, we'll be wandering through Heathrow, crabby as hell at 5 o'clock on a Sunday morning.

Cheerio for now,

Peet and Juliet