14 days - how did that happen?

With the 14 day (or two week as some prefer to call it) countdown in progress the panic has set in like you couldn’t imagine!
Do we get more worried with age or are we not supposed to grow more confident?

The more I plan, book, read up and think about my trip the more my heart lurches with the kind of fear one only gets when you find yourself at the front of the queue at Alton Towers theme park. The more I worry the more likely it is I’ll become the dumpy English backpacker with cargo pants and a bumbag. Noooo the dreaded frumpy English girl!

One gets to meet this particular breed of backpacker on a regular occasion. Easily identified from the pale skin (factor 50, they’re here to travel not to have fun god forbid tan), frumpy cargo pants cargo hat combo and endlessly look up their lonely planet. Pros: Will ALWAYS have every medical item/cure known to man in their massive backpacks, will always make you look tanned, fun and hilarious.
Cons: Will stare at you with steely disapproval every time you; drink, party, sleep in, have fun etc..., also make us Brits look bad.

The Australians & NZlanders always make it look so effortless to be tanned, toned and put away endless beers whilst remaining upright. The Irish can be an transparent as acetate (like my other half’s ghostly legs) as they’re ‘just so much fun’.

Conclusion: Tan, tan, tan and pack short shorts.