For farts sake..when one is going way far away for an indeterminete amount of time to do things undetermined, it's kinda stressful, especially where packing is concerned. I can figure out that it'll be hot and wet for a few months, then hot and dry, but I dunno if I'm playing tourist or worker or hobo or vagabond or riot-dodger, all which seem to require different ensembles.
Then theres the matter of packing up the apartment, which will be rented out by the parental landlords, and how much NOT packing it up I can get away with.
Logistically, all the crap is done, for the most part..last vaccination is tomorrow, appointment with gastroenterologist because I'm having a Crohns flare ( of all things ) is Thursday, prescriptions are all filled mostly, MRIs are scheduled for the day BEFORE I leave for parts slightly known for things unknown for an amount of time who knows.
I have WAY too many clothes I'm taking, because all I do recall is that I could never have too much underwear or t-shirts or western style pants, and anything else I can get made. But I have way too many tops because what what what if I need them?
I still need a keg of Robitussin and a silo full of Immodium but thats easily taken care of. The danger in behaving like a backpacking bum who will have to be quite mobile yet be prepared for longish stints in various parts of the country means I want to travel with more than the bare basics but not too much..you'd think I'd have a better grasp on this this time around, but no, I don't. And I love all my bangles and pashminas, but how many pashminas do I take back and how many sets of bangles? I figure one set on my wrists and one packed, and two pashminas? Glorious as blankets and pillows on trains plus excellent for if it gets chilly..but which colors...argh.
I leave for Canada June 24th for a friends wedding in which I am maid of honor and cake maker, back late July 6th, MRIs on july 7th and 8th, leave the evening July 9th, arrive in either Delhi or darjeeling July 11th, depending on rioting situation, meet up with AR, and either set about exploring the Darjeeling hills ( no riots) or head to Manali (riots) or..er...argh....what..I...have..no...plans.......
Which is precisely the point, to have no plans and see what unfolds and where my head is at, but in the absence of an itinerary or ANYTHING other than the basic monetary needs to survive and a long term visa....I'M CLUELESSS! Which is the point, because I'm ALREADY clueless, but HOLY STRESSBUCKETS BATMAN I'm about to run off to India and have NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING!!!!!
I'm planning on doing an email list like last time, if you want to opt out, let me know, though they will likely be a bajillion times more amusing due to the lack of concrete plans and incessant travelling.
pant pant hyperventilate pant
On the good news side, Uber Shrink has not made contact since Friday, because I need no more incentive to run away from home than I already have. On the negative side, I'm so...UNGH with everything coming up I've pretty much stopped talking to everyone, because I can't handle it.
And thats my freakout for the moment.
Then theres the matter of packing up the apartment, which will be rented out by the parental landlords, and how much NOT packing it up I can get away with.
Logistically, all the crap is done, for the most part..last vaccination is tomorrow, appointment with gastroenterologist because I'm having a Crohns flare ( of all things ) is Thursday, prescriptions are all filled mostly, MRIs are scheduled for the day BEFORE I leave for parts slightly known for things unknown for an amount of time who knows.
I have WAY too many clothes I'm taking, because all I do recall is that I could never have too much underwear or t-shirts or western style pants, and anything else I can get made. But I have way too many tops because what what what if I need them?
I still need a keg of Robitussin and a silo full of Immodium but thats easily taken care of. The danger in behaving like a backpacking bum who will have to be quite mobile yet be prepared for longish stints in various parts of the country means I want to travel with more than the bare basics but not too much..you'd think I'd have a better grasp on this this time around, but no, I don't. And I love all my bangles and pashminas, but how many pashminas do I take back and how many sets of bangles? I figure one set on my wrists and one packed, and two pashminas? Glorious as blankets and pillows on trains plus excellent for if it gets chilly..but which colors...argh.
I leave for Canada June 24th for a friends wedding in which I am maid of honor and cake maker, back late July 6th, MRIs on july 7th and 8th, leave the evening July 9th, arrive in either Delhi or darjeeling July 11th, depending on rioting situation, meet up with AR, and either set about exploring the Darjeeling hills ( no riots) or head to Manali (riots) or..er...argh....what..I...have..no...plans.......
Which is precisely the point, to have no plans and see what unfolds and where my head is at, but in the absence of an itinerary or ANYTHING other than the basic monetary needs to survive and a long term visa....I'M CLUELESSS! Which is the point, because I'm ALREADY clueless, but HOLY STRESSBUCKETS BATMAN I'm about to run off to India and have NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING!!!!!
I'm planning on doing an email list like last time, if you want to opt out, let me know, though they will likely be a bajillion times more amusing due to the lack of concrete plans and incessant travelling.
pant pant hyperventilate pant
On the good news side, Uber Shrink has not made contact since Friday, because I need no more incentive to run away from home than I already have. On the negative side, I'm so...UNGH with everything coming up I've pretty much stopped talking to everyone, because I can't handle it.
And thats my freakout for the moment.