Yes, that's right kiddies. I'm off to Thailand!! At 1.00 tomorrow morning... *groan* God knows how I'm going to stay awake long enough to get on the plane. I might have to break my not drinking Coke rule *gasp* In the meantime though, all my bags are packed and I'm ready to go (aaah, memories of Year...10, maybe???...house music!!). Now I just have to make it through eight and a bit hours of the colonial histories of Melbourne and Hobart, and attempting to write text for objects I've never seen before that were owned by people I've never heard of before (well, except for good ol' Batman and a multitude of Hentys. Thank you, Grade 4 history!!). Should be fun!!! *has a small panic attack and hides under her desk in the foetal position*
I also have the fun task of deciphering Anthea's abbreviations on all the notes she's left me. Okay, so I could just call her and ask what they mean, but where's the fun in that?? Although I might have to cave and do just that - it took me a good couple of hours yesterday to work out that 'phy' was an abbreviation for photography. And here I was wondering what physics had to do with colonial objects from Port Phillip and Van Diemen's Land...
Anyway, I'm off to have a small case of OCD and check that I have my passport with me 45,000 times (you know, just in case it's escaped from my bag since the last time I checked). Wish me luck not falling asleep at the airport!!!
PS. Having spent months last year complaining about how ugly it is, last night I took my electric orange Gecko's luggage tag off my pack and put it onto my suitcase... I think I've offically gone insane... Although it *does* make your suitcase easy to spot on the carousel!! ;)