Today is 16th Jan 2016

I’ve said before that I’m writing this retrospectively – which is why this is being posted now. I’m finally really getting into blogging and kind of getting to know the basics. Although I’m sure I’m making tons of mistakes. In fact it’s becoming a bit of an obsession. 

I’m a woman of extremes.

I’ve changed all the dates so that the stories appear in a chronological order and hopefully make sense. This is because I had a lot of trouble posting at the beginning and had to give up for a while. Which is massively anoying but can’t be helped. Both helped and hindered by technology! Such is life. 

I’m not sure how this is going to affect those of you who are kind enough to stop by and look at my ramblings. However I hope in the long run it will be beneficial. 

In my blog I’m still in Melbourne but in real life we are in Hervey Bay and it’s raining. I say we as I am no longer travelling alone. I, in fact, managed two days of solo travel…quite the achievement I know.

So I met up with my best friend, the one that was in India, on 23rd December and we’ve been travelling together ever since. I’ve not told her about the blog yet and I’m not sure I’m going to. I will I’m sure. Just not yet. She’s writing her own you see which of course I was highly disparaging of and now here I am in one easy stroke of narcissism writing one myself. Not for friends and family but for myself and for strangers. Does that make me a hypocrite? I don’t know. 

It’s 5am and I’m awake which is pretty standard for me. I’m a terrible sleeper. I took three sleeping tablets (herbal) last night and even that wasn’t enough to knock me out till a reasonable hour. 

I should get up and go for a run but I am more interested in my new hobby. Blogging!

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Where to start?

At the beginning I suppose…

‘I think they’re incredibly self indulgent, I’ve literally never read one and never want to’ were the words that crossed my lips barely two weeks ago as I stood in a kitchen in Devon. ‘You haven’t read our blog then?’ said my friend. Awkward pause. ‘Er noo’ I said and that’s how it started…

Six months ago I booked a trip to Australia when my boyfriend dumped me and my best freind (flat mate and all round partner in absolutely everything) told me she was moving out of our home and going travelling to India to ‘find herself’…but I’ll get to that later.

I am of course writing this slightly retrospectively…(is it possible to be slightly retrospective?) mainly as predicted I could not get this to work and it lost my first draft and I have had to wait for a suitable moment to start all over again. But also who is going to read this? Who am I writing it for? That’s my problem with blogs who will be interested in my rhetoric ramblings? Being massively insecure I’m pretty sure no one will read it…should I just give up now?!

And so here you find me with my finger hanging over the ‘post’ button…to post or not to post?