And the journey begins (figuratively speaking)

I did promise a blog on my US adventures but have to confess, this opening post is from Australia (sorry if I have disappointed). I have been very productive today (when measured against my standards). I have:
• got the car serviced,
• had my dry cleaning done (so I smell good in Cleveland),
• Bought a US mains socket adaptor,
• Helped catch a rat,
• Updated my iPod music (I don’t want to be listening to bad tunes for the 19 hours of flying). I was lucky my sister has let me take her iPod to America,
• Finalised some work,
• Dropped my car and motorbike into safe hands (safer than mine),
• And I am sure there is more stuff to list but we are all getting bored with this topic.

A big thanks goes out to those who organised me in the lead up (Caz, Loren, Tori, Emma, Skye, and a special mention to Carla for the consultation on plane seating). If it was not for the brains trust, I would have ended up in the wrong country, had no money and been found curled up in a ball, rocking from side to side.

So tonight is the packing exercise. This should not be too hard because, although I am not much of a beach goer, my wardrobe matches the snowy Cleveland climate about as well as Tori sets a rat trap. This means some serious shopping when I get there. This will involve RUNNING between stores as my flimsy cotton clothing provides me little protection. I’m not sure what epitomises Ohio style, but I will be it soon enough. Let’s hope its loose fitting, as the combination of large US serving sizes and my lack of willpower is a bad combination for my waistline.

Well, it is time for me to make the most of my last night in my apartment and really start the packing process.

Boomshanka

PS I am turning off all major appliances in my unit. If anyone wants the leftover Indian takeaway or the half bag of baby rocket in my fridge, let me know. No need for it to go to waste in these troubling economic times.