Day freaking 1

So there it is, my first day of traveling away from the country where I grew up. It is the first time I'll be away for more than just a couple of weeks and damn I suck at preparing myself. I was up until freaking 02:30 to say goodbye to my friends, finishing up my room and packing the last things to eventually be kicked in the face by my alarm two hours later. All sleep deprived and shit I was brought to the airport by my dad with my girlfriend, really having the Tim of my life. We came there and my mom and brother and Timon's family were there to wave us goodbye, at 5:30 in the morning.. They're nuts. To make my morning even better, in the row for the check-in I found out I didn't complete the holy triple S morning cycle, Shit, Shower, Shave. Since I did take a shower and remembered that I don't ever shave, it was my colon that was bugging me. So we checked in, had a nice goodbye moment with everybody, punched my brother in the nuts and went off to find the shitter (and gate). Arriving at the toilet it was all disappointment, it was just sad.. I produced a single bean, nothing more! But I was letting that behind me because a little while later Timon and I boarded the plane. Oh My Granny, our trip has officially begun.Læs mere