Perhaps not the most glamorous topic to kick off a travel blog with. Yet as I plan my first solo journey to the other side of the world, I oscillate between terror and pee-your-pants excitement.
Some Things People Are Afraid Of
My mom is afraid I will be kidnapped and never heard from again. I’m afraid I will have to eat dinner in a restaurant by myself. You know that scene in Forgetting Sarah Marshall where the main character asks for a table for one and the horrified host asks if he wants a magazine? Because he’s worried that the guy will be bored? That’s my biggest fear. On planet earth. Well, after sharks.
My dad is afraid I’ll lose my camera. I’m afraid I won’t be able to upload pictures once I’m away and this entire blog will be a fail.
My sister is afraid Thailand is a third world country where electricity is scarce and machetes are required to cut through the rainforest. (Cue eyeroll.) I’m afraid of never making it off the tourist trail and experiencing the real Thailand.
Tucker is afraid without me there to nag everyone about his weight he will become even more obese and unhealthy.
Oh wait. That’s me.
Some Things I Will Miss
My baby sister’s graduation
My mom’s birthday
Southeast Asia, here I come!