One Month Out
Listening: Love is life, and life is free. Take a ride on life with me. Free your mind and find your way. There will be a brighter day.
So I'm one month out from my trip. I have no rail pass, no plane tickets and no walking shoes. I guess I'm kind of lacking in my transportation planning. No bueno. I'm determined to have reservations and my Eurail pass ordered by the end of this week. It looks right now I'm going to have to drop an extra two bills on top of my vouchers for airfare and my Eurail tickets will be right around seven bills. The Keen Bronx II shoes that I have my eye on cost another ninety bones. So I'll be dropping another grand before I even set foot on the other side of the pond.
I'm not really all that upset or discouraged. I've set up a mental budget for myself and I've been saving some money since I no longer have any debt besides school loans. I'm not planning on going out to be the wild and crazy party person that I was back three years ago. I plan on being relatively conservative with my money. My major expenses will be hostels, which we're looking at anywhere from twenty to thirty-five dollars a night and food. I know that food can be pretty expensive with tastes like mine, but I'm not going to go overboard. I think that I'll have at most one really nice meal a week. One will be in Paris, another will be in Marseille. I'll be damned if I miss out on bouillabaisse. Damned, I tell ya.
Since I last posted, I bought myself a new Mountainsmith Tour II (aka a new man-purse) and a soft shell from EMS. I never planned on buying a soft shell, but it called out to me. It's a red North Face Apex Magic jacket that retails for a hundred and fifty dollars. I got it for fifty. It's light, warm and windproof. It also fits me perfectly to boot. I'm such a good shopper.
As the days pass and I get closer and closer to my trip, I have been getting increasingly more anxious to go. I'm nervous about really being alone for the first time in my life, where I don't know anyone in a fifty mile radius and I may not speak the language. I'm trying to get myself as prepared as possible, but I don't think I will be until about a week into a trip, when I settle into my traveler mode. There have been a couple of people that I have e-mailed that I may or may not meet up with along the way. Hopefully it won't matter if I do or if I don't. Hopefully, I'll meet random people anyways.
*Sigh* I count the days. I can already smell the fries on Damrak and the taste of genever on my tongue. Life is going to get very sweet.
So I'm one month out from my trip. I have no rail pass, no plane tickets and no walking shoes. I guess I'm kind of lacking in my transportation planning. No bueno. I'm determined to have reservations and my Eurail pass ordered by the end of this week. It looks right now I'm going to have to drop an extra two bills on top of my vouchers for airfare and my Eurail tickets will be right around seven bills. The Keen Bronx II shoes that I have my eye on cost another ninety bones. So I'll be dropping another grand before I even set foot on the other side of the pond.
I'm not really all that upset or discouraged. I've set up a mental budget for myself and I've been saving some money since I no longer have any debt besides school loans. I'm not planning on going out to be the wild and crazy party person that I was back three years ago. I plan on being relatively conservative with my money. My major expenses will be hostels, which we're looking at anywhere from twenty to thirty-five dollars a night and food. I know that food can be pretty expensive with tastes like mine, but I'm not going to go overboard. I think that I'll have at most one really nice meal a week. One will be in Paris, another will be in Marseille. I'll be damned if I miss out on bouillabaisse. Damned, I tell ya.
Since I last posted, I bought myself a new Mountainsmith Tour II (aka a new man-purse) and a soft shell from EMS. I never planned on buying a soft shell, but it called out to me. It's a red North Face Apex Magic jacket that retails for a hundred and fifty dollars. I got it for fifty. It's light, warm and windproof. It also fits me perfectly to boot. I'm such a good shopper.
As the days pass and I get closer and closer to my trip, I have been getting increasingly more anxious to go. I'm nervous about really being alone for the first time in my life, where I don't know anyone in a fifty mile radius and I may not speak the language. I'm trying to get myself as prepared as possible, but I don't think I will be until about a week into a trip, when I settle into my traveler mode. There have been a couple of people that I have e-mailed that I may or may not meet up with along the way. Hopefully it won't matter if I do or if I don't. Hopefully, I'll meet random people anyways.
*Sigh* I count the days. I can already smell the fries on Damrak and the taste of genever on my tongue. Life is going to get very sweet.
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