About two months ago when we finally booked this trip we were pretty excited. I mean who wouldn’t be. After all it really is a trip of a life time.

As time has gone on we have only grown more and more excited to leave. But the last few days before you leave, that all changes. The realisation that you will be thousands of miles away from everything you’ve ever known, everything that makes you feel comfortable and safe. It can either go two ways. You can be jumping around the place like you’re about to literally take off yourself, or you can do what we did….panic. When I say we of course I mean me (Chris).

Stressing about the smallest most insignificant things that wouldn’t usually bother me. Worrying about the prospect of something going wrong with the flight or passports or whatever else.

But now we are sitting in the departure lounge at Heathrow all that stress has gone and it has become clear as to what was causing all that stress. Goodbyes!

We both hate goodbyes but this one was a sufficiently more emotional goodbye than any we have had to make before. It has been a rather difficult last few days in England. There have been many people we still never got the chance to say goodbye to. But with Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, even apps like WhatsApp, those goodbyes are barely even goodbyes.

So now as we sit here waiting to board our plane we think about all those people that have helped us get here and begin to get excited again. So thank you to everyone and goodbye.

Until we get there of course, when we’ll be in touch again.