So it's the eve of my journey to Shanghai and due to life becoming frantically busy I haven't had a chance to write in a while. I haven't even published my pre-written entry about an amazing coffee I had in Farrington. How rude.
So first thing tomorrow I leave for China, first class to St Pancras. Travelling in style naturally. Although the endless luggage and tripping over myself in my usual haphazard way might ruin the international business woman look that I am so yearning for.
I'm a little nervous about this trip as it is catapulting me far from my comfort zone. As much as I am a believer that the greatest things happen in life when you step out of your comfort zone into the dark unknown, i'm still a little scared. I really like my comfort zone, it has brownies. Look (I made brownies).
So rather than spend the next two months arranging flowers in my beautiful kitchen, cooking, watching Friends and drinking cups of apple and cinnamon tea I have decided to take the scary option of arriving alone in an unfamiliar country with no concept of the language and only the best translation iPhone app for assistance.
I do however, have a list of places to eat, a list of things and people to see, a list of potential new friends, a handsome Australian visitor, a suitcase full of my best strutting around China clothes (including 5 pairs of uncomfortable shoes) and an empty diary ready to be filled up with memories.
So I guess the only thing to do in this situation is to shut up, get on the train and do a long jump out of my comfort zone.
That is after all, where the most magical things happen.
So goodbye for now Britain. I have a date with Shanghai.
