I've been having a lot of dreams lately so vivid that I wonder what my subconscious is trying to tell me. Many of them are old memories where people that I've known forever are being replaced by new faces that I've met. Some of them are brand new and of things that I hope will happen but haven't yet. Others are nightmares that I hope to forget. In any case, they're keeping me up at night.
I've been planning my trip around this place as my time here ticks down. I want to see everything. As the wallet won't allow this, regardless of the number of credit cards it contains, I have to decide what I can do it the limited window I have given myself. At the end of February, I will be off to Mardi Gras in Sydney for 10 days with Phil and (hopefully) Lee. This will be mixed with visits to the Blue Mountains and the famous beach surrounds. Can't all be in the city hub. That's booked.
When I return on March 8th, the plan is this: Go over to New Zealand for 3-4 weeks (where I must do my bungy jump and skydive), then come back and do a tour from Adelaide to Alice Springs, and find a way to get up to Darwin and over to Broome. In either December or January I will have to see the Great Ocean Road to Kangaroo Island trip and at least a little but of Tasmania. Did I forget to throw in the Whitsundays? *cry* I know, so sad that she's trying to fit in all these travels... I just feel that time is running out and that May flight is entirely too close by. The one that's supposed to be taking me home.
I'm not ready.
