Come fly with me

Had a detestable 8am alarm after still being up at 2am. Packed up the last of my stuff and checked out. I really hope I have everything cause there is no turning back now!

I went for a final browse around Salamanca markets before popping into woolies to pick up some snacks for the flight. On the way I also dropped a bag of stuff at salvos. I seem to realise I dont need certain things everytime i am somewhere. I have cut down the amount of clothes and just stuff i have my a good 10%. Which when you live out of a backpack is quite a lot!

My bag however is now nice and loosely packed. I was sick of cramming it all in there hoping it fit every time. Now it sits comfortably with room to spare. Minimalist backpacking at its finest.

I then spent the rest of the day trying and failing to get some more sleep before I had to leave. Some lads were watching sport on the tv and were being predictably loud. After around an hour I gave up and just watched tv. The annoying thing was I could store my bag in the hostel but only until 12. Which is highly unhelpful.

At around 5pm I got very restless and somehow managed to convince myself I was going to miss my flight. So I did the only normal thing my sleep deprived dumbass could think of and that was get the bus to the airport. 3.5hrs early. This one is a new record for me.

Obviously I spent the next 1.5hrs on the landslide pre-checkin before 7,30 rolled around and i could drop my bag off. I then spent the next 1.5hrs sitting by my gate trying desperately not to fall asleep. Somewhere down the line I got the shivers that persisted for a large amount of that time right through to boarding. I had my hood up, my eyes were bloodshot, I probably looked like I was in withdrawal from something it was that bad.

Finally was able to board. Eye mask went straight on and I tried once more to sleep. Once more I was unsuccessful but simply being in the dark, able to rest my eyes and ears helped considerably. We shall see how long feeling better lasts.Baca lagi