Yesterday, I became officially homeless and contrary to what you may normally assume, it was much more of a relief than anything else. It feels now like chapter 1 of the big trip (the preparation stage) is finally complete. I have 4 1/2 days left at work and then I have officially entered chapter 2 – the limbo/soaking up the family love stage. It feels like it’s been the longest 6 months of my life. It also feels like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Everything I own now fits into a 75L backpack (well almost) and while the feeling of being inundated by things hasn’t fully faded, it’s getting there. The next two weeks of my life will be a joyous/sad combo as I have farewell drinks and dinners, concluding with the greatest farewell of all – saying goodbye to my mum (and my puppy, but don’t tell my mum!) At least though, everything is now done!