We’ve taken groups overseas so often you’d think it would be a breeze. You’d think we’d have these final few days down to a fine art. You’d think we’d be relaxing now in front of a roaring television – all last-minute jobs done, all boxes ticked off on our to-do list, all bags packed, all teeth cleaned and all long-distance flying clothes laid out on the bed.
Well, no, actually. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Mrs Cooney and I are last-minute experts. And while some of our fellow-travellers were bragging weeks ago that they were packed and ready-to-fly, we’re still flapping around like chookless heads.
Oh, sure, we’ve been busy. We’ve got piles of clothes and shoes and medicines and cameras and Important Stuff-We-Might-Need spread out all over the spare room. Enough to fill 10 suitcases, I reckon. But the hard decisions won’t be made until Sunday … when we’ll do a test-closing-of-the-luggage … and all the items we can’t squeeze in will be shoved back in their drawers and cupboards and wardrobes.
We’ve been dreaming, scheming, reading, Googling and swotting up on the Baltic for over a year now. And we know we’re in for a treat – a glorious bunch of new experiences and a scenic feast for sore eyeballs. But it won’t be till we’ve counted everybody, checked in, gone through customs and are packed like sardines into our seats on that big Singapore Airlines jumbo that we’ll FEEL this new adventure is REALLY underway.
Only four more sleeps and then we’re off – to Singapore, London, Paris, Amsterdam, and destinations beyond – aboard the lovely ‘Marco Polo’ …
So stay tuned …
Yours bloggedly – JOHN