...let's not forget James May.
I’ve found myself with a very strange sense of unease.
It’s 3 hours into the first leg to London, via Amsterdam and Singapore. The first in-flight movie has finished, and an air hostess is handing me a glass of orange juice, and I’m staring at it feeling very very uncomfortable.
Today went without a hitch, everything was prepared and ready to go on time, the flight even took off early, many of my awesome mates came to see me off to the airport, and many more called the night before and while I was waiting at the departure lounge.
It was, in every sense, a perfect departure.
But maybe that’s just it, busy work, busy preparation, and flawless exodus has no given me the time to reflect on the enormity of what I’m about to do. I’m going away, totally out of my comfort zone, away from everyone I talk to and see all the time, to a place where those whom I will be spending my time with will be brand new. Totally unknown.
I kept telling everyone back home (“back home”, I can say that now) how it was such a scary thing, but then I don’t think I felt scared at all. Until now.
Hmmm…. Let’s see how I feel after another orange juice and some in flight Richard Hammond and Jeremy Clarkson.
It’s 3 hours into the first leg to London, via Amsterdam and Singapore. The first in-flight movie has finished, and an air hostess is handing me a glass of orange juice, and I’m staring at it feeling very very uncomfortable.
Today went without a hitch, everything was prepared and ready to go on time, the flight even took off early, many of my awesome mates came to see me off to the airport, and many more called the night before and while I was waiting at the departure lounge.
It was, in every sense, a perfect departure.
But maybe that’s just it, busy work, busy preparation, and flawless exodus has no given me the time to reflect on the enormity of what I’m about to do. I’m going away, totally out of my comfort zone, away from everyone I talk to and see all the time, to a place where those whom I will be spending my time with will be brand new. Totally unknown.
I kept telling everyone back home (“back home”, I can say that now) how it was such a scary thing, but then I don’t think I felt scared at all. Until now.
Hmmm…. Let’s see how I feel after another orange juice and some in flight Richard Hammond and Jeremy Clarkson.
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