Ok... so I left it a little late. thirteen days left, that is less than two weeks!

Not entirely sure how that happened, I'm sure I had a couple of months last time I checked... and a job. Now I don't have a job since I left my loverly work colleagues last night and I don't have any time. Sheeet. Getting a bit real. I'm actually going to be in Delhi in two weeks... very odd.

Now am spending one of my last productive days? in bed writing this and trying to understand why I decided have a nap on my way home and wake up in West Byfleet at 12.30am (see the link)...

http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?f=d&source=s_d&saddr=Claremont+Ave,+New+Malden,+Greater+London+KT3,+UK&daddr=west+byfleet&hl=en&geocode=&mra=ls&sll=51.479145,-0.091623&sspn=0.096005,0.308647&ie=UTF8&z=12

....and wondering whether it had anything to do with that shot of Sambuca and Jack Daniels (in the same glass)... any idea James? Pete? I worry that I may not fare so well if I do something similar in India... or perhaps it'll be more fun?

This blog post is dedicated to the saintly man who woke me up...

Hello...

So... finally to writing.

Perhaps a little early to begin documenting my travelling adventures... but I'm getting a bit itchy and this is reassuring me that I'm actually getting organised for the biggest trip, possibly event, of my life.

This is not necessarily the case.

I am sitting on the sofa, having read a friend of a friend's blog who recently arrived in India. Pretty shit scared to be honest... but I think I like it, I think this is a good thing.

Kind of excited.

45 working days left

63 days if you include the weekends

76 days till I fly

But... while those numbers diminish at an alarming rate for me... they are probably too big to make this blog particularly relevant right now. So... I'll wait until I have shaved off a few numbers from the front. Until then... lets see how fast time flies... when you're watching the pot.