10 days and counting
Can you really believe I'm skipping the country in a mere 10 days? No? Neither can I.
Un-freaking-believeable.
If I haven't already chewed off your ear with excited travel banter, you may not be privvy to my plans. I'm heading to Germany for a bit of an old working holiday. This venture could last as little as 3 months, but if all goes well, I'm looking at about 6 months plus.
For the first few weeks I'll be staying with my old high school exchange partner, Karina, in the booming metropolis of Gevelsberg, then it's on to Berlin—the city with a divided history and a love of oversized pretzels.
As the days slowly dribble away into the past tense, I'm wondering what it is exactly that I should be doing to prepare myself for a trip of this length. The longest I've spent overseas before is 6 weeks, and by week 5 my mind usually becomes 'Homeward Bound' (not unlike the film). I start mythologising Melbourne, remincising about crumby pubs and missing my friends.
What do I pack? How do I say buh-bye to my loved ones? Are Dunlop Volleys as cool in Berlin as they are in Melbourne?