Just about getting my bearings this morning and trying to process the heavy day ahead. Most of the big preparations will be taking place today in regards to the Steemfest hence I'm downing gallons of water in an attempt to shake all this unwanted "sleep" and "drink" outta me. But yeah, nothing I shouldn't be able to handle. Good times are around the corner and mentally ingesting these coming days ahead is actually turning out to be quite useful right now...
As with any holiday you're about to embark on, things have got to be taken care of beforehand. And preferably not at the last minute. Like a rundown through the checklist to make sure all the essentials are bought up and stashed safely away. Though I gotta admit, the wife is much better at all that "responsibility stuff" than I. Or maybe I'm just a lazy asshole? Well, end result is the same, I guess, lol. But the headache of organisation before travelling is always more than a little stressful for the both of us. Jeez, look at me complaining. Can't imagine what @roelandp is, and was, going through to make this all happen! Suddenly, I feel rather guilty as well as an impulsive need to STFU!
All the wife has been talking about is meeting all you guys when we get out there. She's real excited about the whole thing, as am I. Though I usually take a more subdued approach as opposed to her. I've always been pretty shy by nature and, after years of trying to change the core of who I am, now embrace that fact with a welcome acceptance. Not anti-social, by any means though. Just more of being on the passive side if anything. Writing and letting my thoughts run wild from pen to paper (or would that be finger to keyboard?) is where I'm most at home. And if it wasn't for this awesome platform, I'd have most probably never found that creativity outlet that I needed. I'm sure you can all relate to that too.
Also, being 6' 2" in height (1.88m) means claustrophobia is a very real issue. Especially in cramped plane seats. I recall many a journey where my knees are in a continuous state of being pressed up into the backseat of the person sitting in front. I know they feel me prodding into their back during most of the flight(sorry about how that sounds) and, almost without fail, my waddle back through the isles once the plane landed has warranted the odd chuckle from my fellow passengers. Oh well, I'll never see these people again, unless they're also bound for Steemfest. And, incredibly, that exact scenario has actually played out for real whilst going to the previous event. True story!
Well, time to get the show on the road. We're heading back out into the rain-drenched streets of London to collect the rest of what we need. And maybe even sneak in some food just prior. And to be honest, that enticing prospect is the only thing keeping me focused so far, lol.
