That fizzy feeling in the balls

After not posting here forever (before the previous meaningless post), I thought I might get back to writing some shitty stories about my travel again. As mentioned, I'm heading to Russia, with an 18hr stopover in Istanbul. I'm flying tonight, but I haven't packed my bags, not downloaded the GoPro app, and basically have not prepared shit. I'm literally going to wing one of the bigger solo trips I am about to undertake. No wonder I'm having a buzzing feeling in my gut. It's partly to do with the excitement of leaving my comfort zone, going places on my own and meeting my exchange friends again, as well as the knowledge that I have not prepared anything, so I might get well and truly fucked. Let's hope I make it through alive!

Might come back for some updates.

Cheers

So I decided to come back here.

It's been a year since I started this blog for the grad trip, and made exactly 1 post about it since. I've put most of my stories on the facebook album because it seems so much more convenient, and also my diary, because I like the feel of pen on paper.

Let's see what happened since. I have been to Cambodia, story also more or less recorded on facebook and instagram.

So why now? I guess it's because I'm about to head to Russia for another somewhat epic trip (seriously? Am I fucking kidding me? The grad trip was fucking epic and I didn't even write shit) so I decided to give this another go. Also, I'm really losing my writing skills, like REALLY fast. I don't know if I can write like I once did, but as I said, I'd give it a shot.

Hopefully this goes better than it did.

Cheers (Almost fucking wrote best regards because of all the work emails I sent),
Justin